

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Red lips Bad giggles Short skirt Long grudge You want a sweet little secret I’m a hurricane judge You say “be nice Be gentle” I bite the hand that steers I don’t fit your pretty picture I smear it with my tears [Chorus] I’m my kinda trouble Babe Too wild for your little cage You don’t get to draw my shape I burn right through the frame I’m my kinda trouble Babe Thick hips Thick skin Big rage You can watch or walk away But I’m livin’ loud my way (oh yeah) [Verse 2] You call me too much Too mouthy Too loud when I come But you stay pressed to the front row When I’m rollin’ my tongue I drink what I like at midnight I sleep when I’m done I don’t beg for your forgiveness I confess to the sun [Chorus] I’m my kinda trouble Babe Too wild for your little cage You don’t get to draw my shape I burn right through the frame I’m my kinda trouble Babe Thick hips Thick skin Big rage You can watch or walk away But I’m livin’ loud my way (hey) [Bridge] You want a lady on Sunday On Friday A sin You want a halo in public In private My skin I’m not your split-screen fantasy I’m one dirty whole Soft heart Sharp claws Big laugh Full body Full soul (oh) [Chorus] I’m my kinda trouble Babe Too wild for your little cage You don’t get to draw my shape I burn right through the frame I’m my kinda trouble Babe Thick hips Thick skin Big rage You can watch or walk away But I’m livin’ loud my way [Extended Groove] [Beat drops deeper Bass and kick lock in a slow grind] My rules My ride My curves My crime My name My night My heat My high [Spoken Half-whispered over the groove] You don’t own this body You don’t own this mouth You don’t own this journey You just watch me map it out [Final Chorus] I’m my kinda trouble Babe Too wild for your little cage You don’t get to draw my shape I burn right through the frame I’m my kinda trouble Babe Thick hips Thick skin Big rage You can watch or walk away I’m livin’ loud I’m livin’ loud my way (my way, my way)
Tags
rock, Sultry female vocals over a hybrid bed: smoky blues guitar licks, rubbery funk bass, and crisp pop drums glued to a spacious dub-techno pulse with echoing stabs and filtered delays. Verses ride a low, teasing pocket; choruses explode with stacked harmonies and fuzzed-out rock guitar. Bridge stretches into an extended, hypnotic groove section with ambient swells and slowly mutating synths, perfect for a club-leaning extended version., pop, blues, loud, vocal, funk, ambient dub techno, strong
4:06
No
2/20/2026