She Go Down On Dickem

**[intro – pitched down, al
**[(beat description in head: 135-140 bpm chopped & screwed feel • heavy slide 808 • airy rhodes + detuned saw pad • vinyl crackle • occasional bell hit)]**

**[intro – pitched down, almost mumbling]**  
yeah… uh  
she said she tryna…  
mmh… aight bet  

**[chorus]**  
she go down on dickem like it’s oxygen  
head game vicious, make a goona call it quits again  
phone on DND, we ain’t talkin’ to nobody else  
lips got a warrant, put my soul up on the shelf  
she go  
down… down… down on dickem  
world spinnin’ slow, syrup in the system  
down… down… down on dickem  
eyes roll back like she speakin’ in tongues with it  

**[verse 1]**  
leg shake like an earthquake under satin sheets  
babygirl a fiend for the way that precum taste  
hair tied up, still some strands in her face  
lookin’ like she prayin’ but she really sayin’ grace  
nails dig in thigh, crescent moons on skin  
she don’t never tap out, she just keep on goin’ in  
candle light flicker, shadows do the whine  
time don’t exist when the throat feelin’ like paradise  
she hum melodies, bassline in her neck  
vibrate through my soul, short-circuit my intellect  
say she love the weight when it sit on her tongue  
say it make her feel like she forever young  

**[chorus]**  
she go down on dickem like it’s oxygen  
head game vicious, make a goona call it quits again  
phone on DND, we ain’t talkin’ to nobody else  
lips got a warrant, put my soul up on the shelf  
she go  
down… down… down on dickem  
world spinnin’ slow, syrup in the system  
down… down… down on dickem  
eyes roll back like she speakin’ in tongues with it  

**[verse 2]**  
drool on the chain, make it shine different  
messy in the best way, that’s her signature edition  
say “keep that shit there” when I’m tryna lift her  
she like “nah baby I ain’t finished with my mission”  
arch in her back like she posin’ for the devil  
halo slippin’ off but the wings still several  
tell me that she starved, been waitin’ for the meal  
then proceed to eat like it’s her last appeal  
i just lay there paralyzed, euphoria overload  
brain waves crashin’ like a summer storm on the road  
she the only religion that i ever got close to  
baptized in the throat, now i’m born anew  

**[outro – fading, heavy reverb, ad-libs]**  
down… down…  
(yeah… she go)  
down… down on dickem…  
(lemme breathe… fuck)  
mmh… don’t stop…  
she go…  
down…  
(fade into tape hiss + pad swell)

chill wave, pluggnb, cloud rap, trap soul, slowed + reverb, ambient trap, lo-fi rnb, afterhours rnb, sigilkore-adjacent