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。
BPM78
歌詞
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Rich Kidz
What's up?
And Skoolboi
What's up?
And Baby Charles
What's up?
My **** Kaelub
What's up?
What's up?
My **** Shad
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
How you do it like that, Skoolboi, I be ballin'
Guapaholic, shopaholic, all at Lenox Mall and
Pradas on my feet, true sag, money tall
Girls steady callin', producers say I'm stallin'
Say I need to hit the booth and start breakin' down the walls and
Bailin' up for shawty, about 340
I ain't spent a band so I ain't near done ballin'
Hold on, baby, pardon me, rocks standin' hardenly
Introduced her to my class, now she goin' gnarly
She like my bandana, polo tropicana
Diamonds kinda Fanta, earring flip the channel
Trash bag full of money, shawty call me Santa
I'ma blow the rest of it, who gon' be the tester
10 stacks no lesser, I'm a big flexer
And yeah, that's how my wrist did
I'm posted up, swagged up, chillin' with my Rich Kidz
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
We been kickin', my swag at a milli
My swag through the roof right now, so bust it through the ceiling (I'm outta here)
And uhh, big banks, my bank account is silly
My bank account is silly 'cause it done hit a milli
And 26 stacks on my rubber band ties
That's 28 inches, how I'm sittin' so high
In the coopish, I be foolish, I be ridin' 8, ah
I'm fuckin' baller baby, whole team pigeon fly, ayy
Rockstar swag got the hoes sayin' gnarly (Gnarly)
Big bankrolls, goin' to the trap parties
Fuck the cars, grab the Harley, my swag so retarded
Futuristic kush make the hoes think I farted (Oops)
You say you do it big, but the kids do it larger
And y'all second string, my whole clique team started
My money's on earth, but my swag way farther
My stupid fruity swag make the kids go harder
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
Bring a baller, ****, we gon' show out when we show up
Gucci from the floor up, bitch just like you know us (You know)
Polo bustin' out da Macy's bag, grands, I spent 4, bruh
Money running long but ****, wait 'til when we blow up
Rashad, KD, Baby Charles, we be goin' hard
Walkin' round with that check stuffed in my corduroys
Rich Kidz, we gon' flex up when the party starts
When we ride, we ride 5 deep, goin' stupid foreign cars
When we ball, hell yeah, we do it stupid ass hard
Been at Lenox all day and we done tore that bitch apart
Get a bale of fruity shit and bring it back to college park
We been ballin' all damn week, the weekend party hard
Boy, don't even start, you know who we are
Rich Kid boys, we some fuckin' stars
Kush in my cigar, lean in my cup
We stay bossed up and we don't give a fuck, what's up?
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
We hit the mall and ball all day (What's up?)
Lames on stall and we ball when we play (What's up?)
A bitch **** (What's up?), my swag at a milli (What's up?)
My pants cost a stack, I threw my tag at the ceiling, ayy
Rich Kidz, Skoolboi
What's up?
Yeah, yeah, oh
Written by: Charles styles, Kaelub Denson, Kazarion Fowler, Kentavious Burney, Rashard Battle


