

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Look Uh [Verse 1] She hit my phone like, "Where you at?" Late night, hair tied, big t-shirt, that Little grin, little sin in her text thread "Pull up, don’t talk, just bring yo head" (woo) Door crack, one eye, then she bite lip "Don’t trip, it’s just vibes, we ain’t like this" But the way she throw it back say different Got me tryna make a promise I ain’t gifted She laugh, say, "Boy, you too pressed" Hands on my chest, nails on my neck "Chill, we ain’t gotta call this love" But she whisper in my ear when I’m all up: [Chorus] "You could be my sneaky link Just let me sneak a peek It’s okay to be a freak Just let me change the sheet You could be my sneaky link Only hit me when you geeked We both know we barely think Just let me change the sheet" (yeah) [Verse 2] She say, "Don’t blow my phone in the daytime Only ring when you fiendin’ for the late time" Got a man? Got two? She won’t say Just a smirk and a shrug, then she write "K" Black nails on a red solo She ride slow, eyes low, go loco Talk tough but she melt when I grab waist Leave marks like a map I don’t backspace (nah) "Don’t fall, I’m a habit," she warn me Still text "Pull up" when she horny We both wrong, both right in the same bed She on top, talk wild, what she just said: [Chorus] "You could be my sneaky link Just let me sneak a peek It’s okay to be a freak Just let me change the sheet You could be my sneaky link Keep it quiet, keep it cheap We both know we barely think Just let me change the sheet" (oh yeah) [Bridge] Lights off, phone face down She don’t ever wanna see a name pop out "Hit decline, baby, focus on me" Bite down, then she whisper low-key: "You could be, you could be" She repeat like she puttin’ me to sleep Next week, same time, same key Same text when she tryna see me: [Chorus] "You could be my sneaky link Just let me sneak a peek It’s okay to be a freak Just let me change the sheet You could be my sneaky link Only hit me when you geeked We both know we barely think Just let me change the sheet"
Tags
rap, Early-2000s club-trap hybrid, male vocals. Bouncy swung drums with crisp claps, rubbery sub-bass, and bright synth plucks carrying the main riff. Verses tight and cocky with double-time pockets; hook opens up with stacked call-and-response chants. Occasional chopped-vocal stutters and filtered drops into huge, chant-along chorus.
2:29
No
3/11/2026