[Verse 1]
Beat on the TV
Sweat on the wall
They were movin’ so reckless
Got me stuck in the fall
Clickin’ through channels
Then that rhythm hit
All that Reggae, that Ska
Had me losin’ my grip
[Chorus]
I got these street trap ballad confessions
Dirty little thoughts I don’t mention
Heart on my sleeve, in detention
Caught in the crossfire of tension
Street trap ballad confessions
Lust in the frame, then reflection
Tryna turn hunger to lesson
Still I keep givin’ this attention (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Rock in the kick drum
Pop in her hips
She was ridin’ that tempo
I was bitin’ my lip
Aggressive and shameless
Like she owned the room
Every drop, every grind
Had me close to the boom
[Chorus]
I got these street trap ballad confessions
Dirty little thoughts I don’t mention
Heart on my sleeve, in detention
Caught in the crossfire of tension
Street trap ballad confessions
Lust in the frame, then reflection
Tryna turn hunger to lesson
Still I keep givin’ this attention (oh)
[Bridge]
I’m tryna pray through the static
But I’m glued to the scene
How can something so toxic
Feel this sweet, this obscene?
Scroll away, then I’m back in
Same clip, same sin
Every beat that she’s ridin’
Sounds like where I’ve been
[Chorus]
I got these street trap ballad confessions
Dirty little thoughts I don’t mention
Heart on my sleeve, in detention
Caught in the crossfire of tension
Street trap ballad confessions
Lust in the frame, then reflection
Tryna turn hunger to lesson
Still I keep givin’ this attention (yeah, yeah)