Bag/First Classは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年10月16日にAtlantic RecordsによりリリースされましたThe X Tape 2
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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
If you don't fuck with Donny, then fuck you, bitch
Yeah, what up, Donny?
Hmm, huh, huh, huh, huh
A lot of you **** ain't cut, y'all just be tough on computers
Post your dog shit and people might just come from the sewers
Like where I know you from? Yeah, huh
Lightning beat my ass, baby, come here, I need a shoulder rub
But I still ran my money up, I just had to focus up
You can't see my gun, can you? I don't wanna show too much
I was just cold up in the stu', but now I'm warming up
I took my jacket off, I'm like, "I need to get shit off my back"
They just sent five hundred racks and now I'm back on tracks
Snatched her hair out, bitch get a wig because them tracks ain't that
They knew it was us when we pulled up 'cause they was black on black
And it ain't no scats, fast shit back to back
Some of this dog shit, bro, I can make a booth out of racks
I ain't the only one getting money, my whole crew pay the tab
A **** get in the way of this shit, then we gon' shoot through his ass
I got my mama back before I got my boo a lil' bag
Somebody pass the drugs, that's what I do when I'm mad
Feel like the old head in the streets
How y'all recruiting these cats?
I need some shit with ass, I don't know what to do with no flats
She keep looking at me nasty, I'm like, "You want the bag"
You want the bag, bitch, you want the bag
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks
Show me you get nasty and I might give you the bag
You want the bag, bitch, you want the bag
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks
Show me you get nasty and I might give you the bag
You want the bag, bitch, you want the bag
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks
Show me you get nasty and I might give you the bag
Donny, what the fuck is up?
Man, we gotta go two for two real quick, man
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I ain't gon' lie, you trip, Donny
First class with the privacy, can't nobody sit by me
Five on the fit, probably two hundred on the body
And a **** foot skin cheap, probably cost like two thousand
This shit getting steep for the case up in Chicago
The judge out there swinging a belt with a blindfold
This bitch think she funny, talk about my rhymes though
I bet my shiny ass still take you down though
If you don't hop on Carter, let it go, find a ride home
Full county wanna get my property, had to buy a phone
Got on ice cubes with a black hammer like it's Ritalin'
I get to say that you love me to death, but is you dying though?
Like is you really dying for this shit?
It's hard to take off on the boys, I don't like sliding on the switch
She a lil' stuck up, but I'm still sliding in her shit
Man, that boy a rook, he posted in his slide a fit
Put it on the floor, go on and tell me which side you is
I ain't tripping if you wanna beef, just don't be hiding shit
In a long sleeve, filled with all exotic shit
Put it in my lean just so I can hide the switch
Fine shit love face, face love fine shit
Let me take you to this backroom, see how your mind sit
See how your mind is, let me check your mental health
Every **** that played with us, we gave them boys a belt
Pinkton ass **** sipping green lean, that shit kill
You ain't never did a stain, shoes clean like some Crip
Most my **** stayed down, it was some **** that left
I could've said fuck everybody in this rap shit, I ain't have to help
Man, this shit don't even be that deep
Goofy thought he had a drop, ****, you don't even be that street
Fuck it, I'll send your ass a globe 'cause this shit ain't safe
Pull up in that V, when you leave, it's gon' look like cheese
Hella hoes in it, huh
Front door don't take metal keys, it's a code, ****
Just know I can buy a watch from a show, ****
Just know I can get her popped, she ain't off limits
Yeah, your bitch ain't no different from these other bitches
You **** no different than these fucking bitches
Only thing different, that y'all ****
Snitchy, y'all still got a pussy
She block me on her phone, I still got the pussy
But she really miss me though 'cause she still got my hoodie
And that bitch a LV
Told her put it on without no clothes and let me see
Just lift it up, like when you put it on, girl, just lift it up
And let the lil' bitches like
Aight
