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Glam
album cover
Glam è stato pubblicato il 7 gennaio 2026 da TripTrap come parte dell'album TripTrap
7 gennaio 2026
EtichettaTripTrap
LinguaEnglish
BPM136
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

Uhhh...
Drop that bass, baby—kick in the code
I don’t need your invite—I came in through the back
Red lace boots and a bassline stack
I don’t sip slow, I drain the cup
All gas, no brakes, turn the volume up
Got a heart like fire, smile like ice
Eyes say “danger,” but lips stay nice
I don’t need perks, just pull me close
You play it clean, I like it gross
Glitch-glitch when I walk
No filter when I talk
You wanna taste?
Baby—unlock that lock
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Strut so loud, make the whole floor crazy
G-g-gaspin’ like I’m caught in a bassline
Snap that spine when the drops align
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Lights go black—now it’s dirty and hazy
No front row, I own the backstage
And I never read lines, I just rip the page
R-r-rip the page… baby, don’t behave…
Boy, don’t flex, I’m already impressed
One look at me, and you know the rest
I don’t chase fame, but it follows me
Big vibe queen, no apology
Turn the room red when I enter slow
High heel glitch on the floor below
VIP with no RSVP
You try to keep up, but you’re two steps deep
You on that simpin' wave
I'm on that neon crave
This ain’t no show and tell
You in the deep? Then dive or bail
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Strut so loud, make the whole floor crazy
G-g-gaspin’ like I’m caught in a bassline
Snap that spine when the drops align
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Lights go black—now it’s dirty and hazy
No front row, I own the backstage
And I never read lines, I just rip the page
G-l-a-m... through the back... no permission, no pass...
You want a glimpse? I’m gone that fast
Step back. Rewind. Glitch-pop. Re-define.
She don’t beg. She don’t plead.
You want her love? You better bleed.
All this shine, but I stay low key
Yeah, I’m sweet... til I flip that key
No gold teeth, but I bite down raw
My kiss leaves code on your inner law
No frontin', just raw allure
If you fake one word, I’m out the door
But if you real with me, I go all in
Like a locked safe full of sins and gin
Glitch-glitch when I walk
No script when I talk
This moment’s real
Don’t let it stop
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Strut so loud, make the whole floor crazy
G-g-gaspin’ like I’m caught in a bassline
Snap that spine when the drops align
I bring the glam through the backdoor, baby
Lights go black—now it’s dirty and hazy
No front row, I own the backstage
And I never read lines, I just rip the page
Backdoor… backdoor… glam…
You won’t see me leave… I’m already gone
Written by: Travis McWhiney
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