Bag/First Class은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 10월 16일일에 Atlantic Records에서 발매되었습니다.The X Tape 2
BPM83
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
가사
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
