Dirty Seeds

[Verse 1]
Big body, chrome grill, tongue filthy
Neck heavy, front seat getin’ kinda guilty
Shorty in the cut say she like it when I’m mean
Hands on her waist, I’ma plant my seed (real deep)
Southside, mouth wide, talk slick, talk grease
Two-step in the club, turn the booth to a feast
She don’t want love, she just want a new king
Tatted on my chest, I’ma give her that thing (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m droppin’ dirty seeds, all in your garden (uh)
Backshot rhythms, bedframe chargin’ (skrrt)
You say you need a freak, baby I’m all in
Leave that halo crooked, breathing and starvin’
Dirty seeds, dirty seeds, you gon’ feel it in your knees
Sweat drip, tongue slip, tryna beg me “please”
I’m droppin’ dirty seeds, all in your garden
You ain’t leavin’ till the demon in you’s talkin’ (talkin’)
[Verse 2]
Grip tight, nails diggin’ through the white tee
She a quiet girl, but the neighbors know about me
Whisper in my ear, say she want it in the backseat
Fog on the glass spellin’ out “come catch me” (woo)
Bite marks, thigh marks, I be doin’ yard work
Every little moan sound sweeter than a choir verse
Ask where I been, I been swimmin’ where it’s deep
Every stroke planted, I’ma put her back to sleep
[Chorus]
I’m droppin’ dirty seeds, all in your garden (uh)
Backshot rhythms, bedframe chargin’ (yeah)
You say you need a freak, baby I’m all in
Leave that halo crooked, breathing and starvin’
Dirty seeds, dirty seeds, you gon’ feel it in your knees
Sweat drip, tongue slip, tryna beg me “please”
I’m droppin’ dirty seeds, all in your garden
You ain’t leavin’ till the demon in you’s talkin’ (talkin’)

rap, Aggressive Southern trap bounce, thick 808 low-end and snapping bass stabs, swung hi-hats with glitchy, stuttered ad-libs and pitched vocal chops. Male vocals in an unapologetic, in-your-face flow; hooks widen with layered chants, stereo delays, and distorted doubles. Verses stay tight and rhythmic, chorus explodes with call-and-response energy and percussive vocal chops., vocal, bounce