Wit' Ease
2,176
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wit' Ease 由 #Boyz Entertainment LLC 于 2020年12月11日 发行，作为专辑“Sophomore Season”的一部分。
旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记，是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器（例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯）而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分，传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应，而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素，包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点，来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度，可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富，而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
制作
出演艺人
RMC Mike
声乐
歌词
Hmm, hmm
Hmm (Bitch)
Yeah (Southside shit)
Let your bitch hit my blunt once, I bet I hit with ease
Let your bitch hit my cup twice, I bet she hit her knees
Baby, when you come to suck dick, bring energy
You be smoking on doo-doo brown, I got Christmas trees
Yeah
When they bring up the Flint G.O.A.T.s, they gotta mention me
Two FNs hanging on me daily, I'm Pistol Pete
Make your bitch walk twenty miles, she got different feet
She can suck dick for two hours, she got different teeth
Let me start the Hellcat up, it got a different key
A **** called for a nine-piece, it was missing three
I sold a **** cut red and I sipped the green
Okay, I love the rap game, but I miss the fiends
Diesel pulled up with a pint, it was crystal clean
I'm doing everything you **** can't, I'm a living dream
Did I hit that lil' bitch? Let me sit and think
She wanna suck a **** balls, I wanna sip and drink
I think this bitch a crackhead, she got missing teeth
I just fucked this bitch mama, she the biggest freak
She just chased a shot of cum with the lemon squeeze
Damn, she the real G.O.A.T.
They say the bitch was a ho and it for real show
I told her fuck me like she playin' with a dildo
Told Southside to make a beat for me and Lil Boat
Jay spent twenty on his mouth, let that grill show
He said he had a six, that **** pulled up with a sealed four
When a **** take them RPs, I be in kill mode
I just beat my cameraman ass 'cause he filmed wrong
Peezy came to Flint and he dug up two gemstones
Steppin' on a brick in some Timbs like I'm Jim Jones
Brodie popped two opps in one day near the kill zone
He a bright motherfucker, thought I told you that
You lied, you ain't get that shit from me, I ain't sold you that
**** said them Ghetto Boyz broke, who told you that?
'Cause I'll get a **** mama wrapped up in grocery bags
You can't keep talking 'bout that money, ****, show me that
I ain't take that boy pape,' he owed me that
If it come down to it, I'll pop you where the police at
Every time I see the opp out, he like, "I know he strapped"
Huh, and boy, you damn right
Brodie said the weed make him hot, cut on the fan twice
I been on some bullshit lately, I punched a fan twice
Lean drinker, I just poured a six in a canned Sprite
When you rollin' up real weed, use your hands light
'Cause I remember buyin' weed, like, "Damn, this a gram, right?"
Unc said the soft was a two, but the tan nice
Tryna kill me is like stepping on a landmine
Ah, pure suicide
I'ma let the fin go fast when it's do or die
Seventy-two flavors in this bitch, you can choose a price
Where I wanna take off today? Let me choose a flight
Bitch, you can make a hundred K if you do it right
Beat a **** ass, stomped his head, then shoot him twice
I just made my fiend kill hisself, I took him to a knife
We on our way to get a **** gone, I'm the shooter, right?
Of course, Mike
Written by: Michael Lee Smith Jr
