(Intro – Spoken, with eerie bassline) Yeah... nighttime ain’t safe no more. You think you got her? Nah, she got you. Listen... --- (Verse 1) She only come out when the moonlight hit, Sharp silhouette, that venomous drip, Eyes cold, like a diamond tip, Been here before— déjà vu, apocalypse. She lean in slow, conversation slick, Talkin’ ‘bout love, but she think arithmetic. Every man just a number on a spreadsheet list, She profit off pain, and they call it a kiss. Watch her posture, it’s predator calm, Perfume heavy like a ticking bomb. She sit with you, but she gaze past dawn, At the next one comin’ — next pawn, next song. --- (Hook – Melodic, dark synths) Oh no, here she come, boy better pray up, Lips like honey, but she’ll chew your faith up. Oh no, here she come, maskin’ her danger, Yeah, she divine, but she dine on strangers. (She’s a man-eater... man-eater...) --- (Verse 2) She wild — like Wall Street greed in heels, A cat in the jungle that hunts for deals. She don't chase hearts, she chase what’s real, Paper, power, pleasure — that’s her meal. Money’s the motive, love’s the myth, She purr like a Benz, then vanish quick. Every player think he the one she’ll pick, But the game been rigged — she wrote the script. She don’t need no savior, she the storm itself, She built her throne outta broken self. I seen ‘em fall, I seen ‘em melt, In the name of the beauty that nobody felt. --- (Bridge – Spoken / whispered, layered vocals) I told ‘em, I told ‘em… Don’t dance with the devil if she smell like Chanel. Mind over matter, but matter don’t heal well. Hearts get auctioned when desire sells. She ain’t evil, she’s survival, that’s real. --- (Hook – Refrain) Oh-oh, here she comes, better keep your distance, Smile like grace, but her eyes got mischief. Oh-oh, here she comes, predator’s instinct, She the dream you chase, ‘til your soul go missin’. (She’s a man-eater... man-eater...) --- (Verse 3 – Double-time flow, Kendrick-style intensity) You think she the curse, but she just the mirror, Showin’ what you want when your heart get clearer. Lust, power, fame, all draw nearer, That hunger in her eyes — that’s your own fear, bruh. Ain’t no villain, just reflection, World taught her pain, she learned perfection. Now she weaponize affection, Every scar in her art is a resurrection. --- (Outro – Soul sample loop, fading voice) Watch out, boy… She ain’t comin’ for blood, she comin’ for truth. And maybe you ain’t ready for what she’ll show you. She’s a man-eater… But the beast live in you, too.