[Intro – breathy, sultry whispers layered] Mmm… I don’t ask, I take what’s mine High heels, gold chain, ass so fine No permission, baby, I’m the vibe Catchin’ stares while I sippin’ on my lime (Yeah, bitch…) ⸻ [Verse 1 – smooth, sassy, low-toned] Told ’em, don’t touch unless you payin’ Neck on chill, whole clique slayin’ Talkin’ that shit? I’m celebratin’ Trophy type, fuck your validation I’m the one, not the one you finesse Got my nails sharp just to cut through stress I don’t do lines, bitch, I manifest Silk dress, thick thighs, fuck the rest ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – airy harmony, slight whisper] Money long like my hair in the wind Every room I step in, I win I don’t chase, I attract, it begin Let the bass hit heavy on the skin ⸻ [Chorus – bold, belted with layers] No permission, I move how I wanna Drop it low then I rise like lava No permission, bitch, I’m the drama Sweet like sugar, but I bite like piranha No permission, I glow in the night Spin like a queen, I don’t beg for the light No permission, baby, I’m the fight If you real, then you feel this right ⸻ [Post-Chorus – breathy echo, hypnotic & rhythmic] Ahhh, I bite like piranha Ahhh, I move like a sauna Ahhh, I don’t need a comma No permission, bitch, I’m the genre (Uh-huh… no permission, ho…) ⸻ [Verse 2 – trap flow, cocky tone, explicit] Tell me why these bitches always pressed Like I ain’t walk in drippin’, fully blessed Your man in my DMs, obsessed I ain’t even fuck him, just left him stressed Lip gloss poppin’, attitude rude I don’t say sorry, I’m just that dude Pull up clean, ass out, no shame Say my name wrong, I’ll snatch that chain ⸻ [Rap Break – fast cadence, ad libs layered: “uh-huh” / “talk yo shit” / “mmm yeah”] No leash, no label Big boss at the table Everything on me stable I flip cards, no fables Stackin’ coins, no Mario Bad bitch run shit like cardio No cap, I ride like rodeo And I go where they scared to go (Fuck it up…) ⸻ [Bridge – dreamy, layered harmonies] Ride it like waves on a full moon tide Hands on my hips, eyes on my pride Yeah, I dance with the beat, never hide My name on they lips, they can’t lie [Bridge 2 – breathy harmonies + whispered “shhh” / “don’t speak”] Late night, I become divine Head high, I don’t walk in line They try, but they can’t define What I do, bitch, that’s all mine ⸻ [Final Chorus – stacked vocals, dirtier drums, more attitude] No permission, I move how I fuckin’ please Rollin’ deep, throwin’ hips with ease No permission, I’m the tease Make ‘em beg, drop ‘em to they knees No permission, I’m the fire No cap, I’m the one they desire No permission, bitch, I’m the vibe If you hatin’, better step aside ⸻ [Outro – sultry fade-out, ad libs like “mmm bitch…” / “you wasn’t invited” / “no permission”] No permission… You just caught the ride… No permission… I don’t ask, I decide… Fuck you mean?

NO PERMISSION