Don't Call Me (She Nasty)

🔁 HOOK (T-Pain style – melodic, layered with harmonies)

Bitch callin’ (woo)

I told her don’t call me, I ain’t the one for the talkin’

Yeah, she fiendin’, just horny

But I don’t need no chick that’s boring

I could put her right in a foreign (skrrt)

But if her mind ain’t right, I’m ignorin’

Don’t know the speed that she goin’ (go faster)

Shorty move reckless like the dash got warnings

🎤 VERSE 1 (melodic rap, bounce-ready, T-Pain flow)

She a beast with the brain (you a master)

Neck so cold, got chills from the after

I dive in like a chapter—

40, 50, 60, 70, she screamin’ like a pastor

She a tease when she grip on my jeans (swifty)

Back arch like a dancer, whisperin’ "dick please" (nasty)

Yeah, she a freak in the sheets and she sassy

But only hit my line when she tipsy and trashy

I’m not the lover type, I’m the ghostin’ type

I give her one round, now she holdin’ tight

But I’m slippin’ like the coupe on ice

I vanish by dawn, not the husband type

🔁 HOOK REPEAT

Bitch callin’ (woo)

I told her don’t call me, I ain’t the one for the talkin’

Yeah, she fiendin’, just horny

But I don’t need no chick that’s boring

I could put her right in a foreign (vroom)

But if her mind ain’t sharp, I’m ignorin’

She movin’ wild like she stormin’

Shorty need brakes—too much force when she formin’

🎤 VERSE 2 (emotional, reflective tone under swagger)

I bend her like lies in confessionals

Mind so dumb, but the head so professional

She say I’m toxic but unforgettable

Call me a demon, but love how I let it go

Throw it back like a plot with a twist

She ride like the Uber got a surgical kit

No feelings exchanged, just friction and spit

She call it love—I call it a trip

No cap, I’m numb from the past

Can’t trust a soul with my heart like that

If she blow my phone, I don’t text back

Unless I’m in the mood or the room go black

🎶 BRIDGE (soft auto-tune, emotional fade)

Can’t fall for the lust, it’s a setup

Got trust issues tighter than a get-up

Yeah she bad, but her vibe don’t let up

Pretty face, but the energy a debt, bruh

🔁 FINAL HOOK (slower, harmonized version)

Bitch callin’ (woo)

I told her don’t call me, I ain’t the one for the talkin’

She just lonely, not for me

I need more than that late-night story

I could throw her keys to the foreign

But I’d rather ride solo, no warnings

She movin’ fast, no controlin’

But I’m too grown now for that corny performin’