Fetish

Lyrics

[Intro - deep 808 bass, breathy whispered female ad-libs over trap hi-hats]

Jason… damn… look at you movin’ through the room
Every girl trippin’, every shift feel like perfume
But you only lock eyes when the skin matches mine
Got the whole pub thirsty and you still decline
Intimidating… so damn fine…
God, I hate how fine…

[Verse 1 - slow trap drums, low Rhodes keys, raw aggressive female rap, gritty vocal tone]

Shift starts, I’m clocked in, apron tied tight
You behind the bar, sleeves rolled, veins in the light
I ain’t never seen a man take up space like that
Broad shoulders, low voice, got the whole room flat
They whisper your name like it’s holy ground
You don’t smile for none of ’em, they still hang around
I pour pints, you pour shots, our eyes catch once
Your stare hits harder than the whiskey we serve
I know you got a type and it ain’t a secret
You only chase melanin, I see how you keep it
They call it preference, I call it a line
You look at me like I’m already on your mind

[Pre-Chorus - building synth swell, side-chained 808, layered harmonies, sensual tension]

Every girl here want you, every girl here lose
You walk past them like they invisible news
Now your eyes on me like I’m next on the list
I feel my pulse skip, I feel my walls twist
Problematic? Maybe. Still I’m stuck in this pull
Your mouth ain’t said nothin’ but your stare say “I want you”

[Chorus - explosive soul-rock drums, distorted electric guitar, full band drop, passionate belted female vocals]

Jason, you fuckin’ dangerous, you know that?
Walkin’ around like sin in a black shirt and snapback
I should run, I should hide, I should tell you no
But my body lean forward every time you get close
You like your girls dark, you like your girls deep
You like the way my thighs look when the lights get low
I should call it fetish, I should call you out
But right now all I wanna do is scream your name out loud

[Verse 2 - heavy distorted guitar riffs, trap 808s, aggressive rap-sing hybrid, emotional rasp]

You a man’s man, you don’t chase what’s easy
You want the kind of love that don’t come with a treaty
I’m wide-eyed, little, tryna act like I’m grown
But the way you look at me got my whole body on loan
I clock out, you clock out, we both in the lot
Your truck’s still runnin’, windows foggin’ up hot
You say my name slow like you already undressin’
I feel the heat rise even though I’m second-guessin’
They say you only like Black girls, I say that’s your shit
But tonight I’m the one you keep lookin’ at like this
I should be offended, I should set the boundary
Instead I’m pressin’ up, lettin’ you surround me

[Bridge - stripped back, just bass and breathy vocals, vulnerable yet heated]

Tell me it ain’t a fetish, tell me it’s just taste
Tell me you see more than the color on my face
‘Cause I’m burnin’ up and I don’t know how to fight
You got me talkin’ reckless in the middle of the night

[Final Chorus - massive distorted guitars, aggressive drums, full soul-rock energy, raw belted vocals with rap ad-libs]

Jason, you fuckin’ dangerous, you know that?
Still got your eyes on me like I’m the only one that match
I should run, I should hide, I should tell you no
But my lips already sayin’ what my body already know
You like your girls dark, you like your girls deep
You like the way I moan when the bass get low
I should call it fetish, I should call you out
But tonight I’m lettin’ you in, Jason, don’t you stop now

[Outro - fading distorted guitar feedback, heavy reverb on vocals, whispered final line]

…God, you really are so fuckin’ sexy…
Help… or don’t…