Trollは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2025年12月25日に1ofnone Entertainment LLCによりリリースされましたTroll - Single
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メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器（ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど）に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
歌詞
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, yeah
Mm, yeah, uh
Need a new **** 'cause my old one be on ho shit
Flexin' like he really bagged up, his ass a broke bitch
Yeah
Hoes be thinkin' they be givin' out the tea when they don't know shit
I like super thick bitches 'cause I don't got it on me
Say he got a couple P's, bitch, come drop it on me
If I'ma put you on a play, how you gon' pop it on me?
Don't DM me 'bout none of these **** if you gon' block me, mami
Bitches weak sauce 'bout the dick, I got hella pots
My last **** CPN god, still got hella spots
Screenshots all in his phone, I got hella drops
She be callin' every **** daddy, bitch got hella pops
You ain't never let off shots, he got hella props
Act like we don't know you sellin' pussy, bitch got hella twat
Keep a few **** in rotation, this a better swap
Love my new **** 'cause he real and give me better top, uh
BigWestt the shit popper, I'm tryna spin shit
Send his ass back to the streets 'cause I ain't sharin' shit
Tell me if I'm pretty, I don't do good with all that starin' shit
Real raw bitch, I make him eat it with the hair and shit
Need a new bitch, the old one cliqued up with all my haters
Put a cape around his neck, he's Mr. Captain Save Her
Got cuts all on my hands from tryna count this paper
Knowin' I ain't pullin' back up, tell him, "I'll see you later"
Knowin' I ain't pullin' back up, tell him to Zelle it through
Rich-ass **** bust down with a missing roof
Big-ass rims hit the curb on a pretty coupe
**** actin' tender, well, turn 'em chicken noodle soup
I'ma keep showin' my ass like I got some
Fake-ass rap gangster bitches make me drop somethin'
Pussy so fresh like bubblegum, she tryna pop somethin'
I ain't goin' never broke again, I make 'em top somethin'
I said tell a freak bitch hit her knees and make her top somethin' (Okay)
I left without fuckin' and came back like you forgot somethin' (Yeah)
She shakin' ass and make it clap, sound like the Glock bustin' (Yeah)
Why he got that gun on him? He ain't gon' pop nothin' (Brrt)
We slid and all he seen was red lights like it's a stop comin' (Brrt)
We gon' keep trollin' your ass until you drop somethin' (Yeah, ****)
Just put me on a song and I swear to God I get the spot jumpin' (Man)
This **** tried to run off with a verse and he got jammed up (Uh-huh)
I'm at the corner position like an loiter addiction (Yeah)
This **** say he gettin' pape', he the coldest with fiction (Uh-huh)
I can make your money disappear, I'm the coldest magician (Yeah)
Pull up fast shit and back it in, we just park 'em outside (Brrt, brrt)
Supposed to put the Hellcat up, but we just park 'em outside (Yeah)
Fucked some lil' shit and bent her over in the parking garage
I think I'm scared of tens, nowadays, I been sharkin' for nines (Uh-huh)
Don't wanna see your face when we fuck, can we start from behind? (For real)
That's what I asked this bitch when she said I'm her favorite rapper (Yeah)
Cut the movie on when we start fuckin', we can change it after
Once upon a time, he was an opp until we made him Casper
Spin his block again when he talk out, I don't engage in chatter
I don't condone that shit (At all)
If I snap my fingers, chopper hit his dome and get him gone that quick (Bah)
Don't wear no other clothes when on the road, if it ain't Chrome, that's it
Or torture him with stones while he at home, I'm kinda wrong for this
AK in the backseat (What?), hatchback with the black seats (Yeah)
He tried to run from us when we pulled up, but he had flat feet
Can bounce out of a black Jeep, ain't heard of you, your stats weak
Don't think you boys should try to fuck around because we pack heat (On God)
Like I'm for real, I'm totin' pole inside the studio
Shot dog in his chest and it's the size of someone bootyhole
Bald-heads in the clip, these bitches lookin' like they Doodie Lo (Yeah)
This bitch done got around with every team like Ricky Rubio (Rubio)
Written by: Big Westt
