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’

rap, hip hop, 808, trap, pop, emo rap