Lyrics
[Intro]
Candle wax
Cherry ash
Gold dust
On your glass (yeah)
[Verse 1]
You roll up, waistline wild, that sway
Tattoo peeking where my hand might stay
You say “light it,” I obey
First pull hit, whole room goes gray
Backseat steam in the parking lot
Lipstick prints on the jug I shot
You climb on top like the crown I got
Nails in my back, feel the halo drop
Honey on tongue, your taste so slow
Drip down chin, you say “don’t let go”
Windows fog, we lost that glow
Just your eyes and the ember, yo
[Chorus]
You my honey in the hookah, take it deep, take it slow
Body like a prayer that I only smoke in gold
Birds and the bees in the sheets, buzz low
We get high, we get lost, we get close
Honey in the hookah, let it burn, let it roll
Breath on my neck, feel you melt in my soul
Birds and the bees in the breeze, move slow
We get high, we get lost, we get—(woah)
[Verse 2]
She got hips like desert roads at dusk
Every curve say “trust this lust”
We trade hits, then we trade that thrust
Ash on the rug, both hearts go bust
You laugh, then you bite my chain
Say “boy, I’m the blessing and the pain”
Grind so mean, make a saint insane
Halo tilts, you repeat my name
Bare feet on the balcony stone
City below, but our world unknown
You ride, you rise, you take that throne
Clouds in your lungs, and you sit at home
[Chorus]
You my honey in the hookah, take it deep, take it slow
Body like a prayer that I only smoke in gold
Birds and the bees in the sheets, buzz low
We get high, we get lost, we get close
Honey in the hookah, let it burn, let it roll
Breath on my neck, feel you melt in my soul
Birds and the bees in the breeze, move slow
We get high, we get lost, we get—(yeah)
[Bridge]
Inhale, you
Exhale, me
Two hearts, one
Chemistry
Inhale, sin
Exhale, clean
We that
Birds-and-bees dream (uh)
[Chorus]
You my honey in the hookah, take it deep, take it slow
Body like a prayer that I only smoke in gold
Birds and the bees in the sheets, buzz low
We get high, we get lost, we get close
Honey in the hookah, let it burn, let it roll
Breath on my neck, feel you melt in my soul
Birds and the bees in the breeze, move slow
We get high, we get lost, we get gone
Style
rapmiddle eastern trap with gliding sub bass and airy 528-leaning pads; male vocals with an aggressive southern cadence in the versesthen floatinghypnotic delivery on the hook. dark oud and plucked qanun motifs weave through crisp hats and thumping kick. hook swells with stacked harmonies and filtered ad-libsbridge drops to half-time with reverb-soaked drones and distant vocal chops before the final chorus slams back in.
Prompt
Middle Eastern trap, rap, Aggressive southern trap meets floaty meditative rap; Subby, gliding Middle Eastern‑flavored bass under a 528 Hz bass, making love, sex, honey, birds and the bees, 420 smokin
Credits
Prompt byRogerHouston
GeneratedApr 12, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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