Backseat Rituals

[Intro, Heavy bass drop]
Yeah
It’s that body season
Backseat demons
Legs up, sins in sequence

[Verse 1]
She like it rough, I like it real
Pull her hair while she grip the wheel
Gas in the tank but we ain’t drivin’
Tongue on her thigh, now she’s revivin’
She moan my name like a fuckin’ anthem
Told her sit back, I’ma take the mansion
No sheets, just sweat on leather
We break rules when we ride together

[Chorus, Dirty bounce beat]
Backseat rituals, damn it’s spiritual
Lips on thighs, it’s habitual
Talk dirty, I speak fluent sin
She beggin’ for the heat, I’m slidin’ in
Fuck the lights, we like it raw
Hand on her neck, eyes lock in war
No safe word, just deeper in
That body talkin’ — let the sermon begin

[Verse 2, Slow grind flow]
Ass like a curse, I’m blessed to chase it
Pussy talk back, I don’t need to fake it
Chanel on her neck, sweat on her chest
She ride me like she tryin’ to confess
Dirty little prayers between them sheets
She suck sin out my soul when I preach
Call me daddy? Nah — I’m the damn religion
In the book of lust, we wrote our edition

[Bridge, Dark atmospheric beat]
(Yeah…)
Booty in the mirror, bounce in rhythm
Tell her shake that truth with venom
Midnight caller, freak on demand
She lick the blade and take my hand

[Chorus, Repeated with more distortion]
Backseat rituals, damn it’s spiritual
Lips on thighs, it’s habitual
Talk dirty, I speak fluent sin
She beggin’ for the heat, I’m slidin’ in
Fuck the lights, we like it raw
Hand on her neck, eyes lock in war
No safe word, just deeper in
That body talkin’ — let the sermon begin

[Outro, Fading beat, heavy breathing]
She came three times, I lost count
We don’t make love — we air it out
No angels here, just grins and grinds
Welcome to Body Bitches… track nine

Hard trap rap with lustful male vocals, dark 808s, raw energy, 140 BPM, explicit heat.