[Intro: pitched-down DJ tag, dark reverb, short pause before beat drop] “M-M-Millz… make another one” [Hook: big melodic hook, dark bounce, stacked vocals, short high ad-libs] Dark red lights / through the windshield (woah) Head too fried / but I still feel (yeah) Bad lil thing / with a kill stare (oh no) I go too far / I don’t play fair (yeah) [Verse 1: mean melodic rap, grimy tone, confident, reckless, less polished] Black truck slide, rain smear all on the glass Bad bitch mean, got a mouth on her ass Talk real slick, then she bite on my lip Then get mad as fuck when I laugh at the shit Red eyes low, got the smoke in my lungs Got a head full of grime, I don’t say this for fun You want sweet, I got dark, I got drugs in my blood I got nights in my chest that still taste like the mud You look good, but your soul all bent Act all pure, but your whole vibe spent Got your nails in my back, got your lies in my phone Got me off two tabs still feelin’ alone I don’t trust shit, I just fuck then dip You don’t love shit, you just suck then switch Whole crew fake, whole scene too weird I see dead love every time you near [Pre-Hook: slight melodic lift, tension rising, layered doubles] Don’t say my name when you drunk past two Don’t hit my line just to act brand new You want rage, you get all of that I been off the edge, ain’t no callin’ back [Hook: big melodic hook, stacked vocals, short high ad-libs] Dark red lights / through the windshield (woah) Head too fried / but I still feel (yeah) Bad lil thing / with a kill stare (oh no) I go too far / I don’t play fair (yeah) [Verse 2: darker attitude, toxic lust, sharp delivery, same bounce] Grey blade moon, black clouds over the dash Still smell your perfume mixed up with the hash You say “come through,” then you start that shit Wanna fuck all night, then restart that shit I got cold habits, bad luck, no sleep Got a sick little buzz and it run too deep Got a heart all scarred and a face all clean So they think I’m good, but I’m not that thing Pretty lil devil with a throat like sin Keep sayin’ “stay,” then she fold right in She want soft hands, I got hard-ass moods I got dark red rooms and a fistful of fumes Your new man broke, that boy too plain Whole vibe dead, whole gang too tame I came back filthy, all spite, no grace Now it’s “fuck your tears” when I look in your face [Bridge: stretched melody, emotional strain, layered harmonies] Cold ass world, so I move like this Half one step from losin’ my shit Bad lil curse in a skin-tight dress I still want more, even knowin’ it’s death Cold ass world, so I move like this Still too high to be savin’ shit You want love, I got teeth and smoke I got one more line and a voice gone broke [Final Hook: biggest stack, strongest energy, widest doubles] Dark red lights / through the windshield (woah) Head too fried / but I still feel (yeah) Bad lil thing / with a kill stare (oh no) I go too far / I don’t play fair (yeah) Dark red lights / through the windshield (woah) Head too fried / but I still feel (yeah) Bad lil thing / with a kill stare (oh no) I go too far / I don’t play fair (yeah) [Outro: short branded tag, final hit] “Millz stamped this one”
