Liquid Lust

[Intro]
(drip… drip…)
Tongue on glass
red on ice
You taste wrong
but it hit right (yeah)
[Verse 1]
You say “sip slow”
I throw it back
Lip gloss smeared
on a midnight tax
Palm on hip
you inhale fast
Every rule we had
in a shattered glass
White on the counter
heat in my jaw
You curl like smoke
down to my core
Teeth on my name
til it blur and blur
You say “I’m pure”
then you prove you’re worse (hah)
[Chorus]
Liquid lust
til we can’t stand up
Let it run, let it flood
bodies buzzing, bodies stuck
You drip sweet sin
down my neck, my tongue
You the poison I pick
and I can’t get enough (can’t get enough)
Liquid lust
make it burn that rough
Every line that we cross
got us both undone
You say “just one hit”
but you load that gun
Coca on your breath
and you still my drug (still my drug, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Backseat haze
with the doors half cracked
Nails in my spine
like you signing a pact
You laugh “relax”
while you dig in deep
Every slow exhale
like a dirty secret
Phone face-down
on the dash, no calls
You ride that edge
til the whole world falls
Sweat drip, spit mix
on designer skin
You swear you’re holy
then you binge my sins (yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Liquid lust
til we can’t stand up
Let it run, let it flood
bodies buzzing, bodies stuck
You drip sweet sin
down my neck, my tongue
You the poison I pick
and I can’t get enough (ooh)
Liquid lust
make it burn that rough
Every line that we cross
got us both undone
You say “just one hit”
but you load that gun
Coca on your breath
and you still my drug (my drug)
[Bridge]
(whispered) say my name
with your teeth in it
(whispered) draw that line
then you bleed in it
(whispered) every taste
got me fiend again
(whispered) every taste
got me needin’ it, needin’ it
[Chorus]
Liquid lust
til we can’t stand up
Let it run, let it flood
bodies buzzing, bodies stuck
You drip sweet sin
down my neck, my tongue
You the poison I pick
and I can’t get enough (can’t get enough)
Liquid lust
make it burn that rough
Every line that we cross
got us both undone
You say “just one hit”
but you load that gun
Coca on your breath
and you still my drug (still my drug, yeah)

rap, Aggressive 150 BPM dubstep-rap with male vocals spitting rapid, percussive lines over a crushing wobble bass and snarling, distorted synth stabs. Hi-hats chatter in triplets; verses feel tight and syncopated, riding the pocket. Chorus drops into a huge half-time bounce with layered moans and whispered doubles panned wide, ad-libs punching key phrases. FX swells, reverse breaths, and stutter edits build raw, sweaty tension, then cut to brief filter-breaks before each drop., rapid, raw, male vocals, dubstep