

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Mm (One night) Look [Verse 1] I pulled up late, you posted up with your friends Eyes lock once, I already know how this ends You lean close, laughing with your hand on my chest Say you tired of your phone, you just need you a rest No names, just a whisper in my ear "Take me somewhere I can disappear" You said you love how I move, but you hate when it's slow Told you I can read a room, I just follow your glow [Chorus] It’s a one night thing, don’t call it love Just your body on mine, and we both grown up We don’t talk tomorrow, we just talk right now You can leave in the morning, but you stuck for now One night thing, one rule, don’t catch feelings (nah) Airplane mode, no screens, just this ceiling (yeah) You can say what you want, but you know what it is It’s a one night, one night, one night thing (like this) [Verse 2] You slid through, hoodie on, hair in a bun Said you never do this, but you too far gone Shoes off at the door, left your guard on the floor You kept looking at the time then you stopped keeping score Told me you got work in the AM, cool Told you I’ve been learning how to break my own rules You said, "Promise you won’t turn this to a song" I just laughed, said, "Relax, we’ll be done 'fore dawn" (yeah) [Chorus] It’s a one night thing, don’t call it love Just your body on mine, and we both grown up We don’t talk tomorrow, we just talk right now You can leave in the morning, but you stuck for now One night thing, one rule, don’t catch feelings (hey) Airplane mode, no screens, just this ceiling You can say what you want, but you know what it is It’s a one night, one night, one night thing (one night)
Tags
rap, Slick club-ready blend of hip hop, R&B, and pop-trap. Male vocals over a sub-heavy, bass-boosted trap groove, stuttering hi-hats, and glossy synth pads. Verses ride in a cool, conversational pocket with sparse keys; chorus widens with stacked melodies, airy female backing ad-libs, and bright, hypnotic top-line. 808s hit hard, kick and bass glued for car-rattling weight. Spacey reverb throws on select words, occasional chopped-vocal fills between phrases to keep the dancefloor locked in., pop, r&b, hip hop
1:54
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2/27/2026