first class 由 800pts 于 2024年10月25日 发行,作为专辑“self destruction”的一部分。
BPM84
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。
歌词
Pfft, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh (Ooh, ooh)
Jump out, all-black Escalade, don't do no walkin'
Bitch, come suck on that dick, I don't do all that talkin'
We like ten deep in the club, me and my brother mobbin' (Yeah)
I got hitters everywhere, bet they might fly to Compton
Why this ho wan' call me baby? Told that bitch to stop it (Uh)
Bitch, I'm feelin' like Lil Baby, I filled up my pockets (Ooh)
All my brothers really crazy, they ready to slime shit (Slime)
Only fuck on IG models, influencers, fine shit
Think I popped too many Xans, I don't know where my mind is
Walked inside Balenci' store (Ooh, ooh), I spent about five thousand (Ooh)
She should know my bag, fly that bitch on a first-class flight
Bitch, I got my style, but no, boy, this ain't no class fight (Huh)
Grippin' on my hip, this shit gon' blow just like a bagpipe
I used to be broke, I was a joke, I got my bag right (Yeah)
Got my bag right (Yeah), now they mad tight (Fuck)
You wanna bust, my brothers hop in McLaren, right (Huh)
Don't gotta cap rap, my life is really that nice
Three-five, fill it up with Cali, you smoke mad spice
Ever since a jit, it been my dream, I knew had to make it
I've been mixin' Xanny with the ecstasy, I'm goin' crazy
Brother told me, "Slow down on them pills," but this shit really saved me
Brother told me, "Slow down on them pills," but this shit really saved me (Yeah)
Seen too many faces, no, I can't fuck with the fake shit
I been to many places, I need to get a spaceship
Lil' bitch, I'm an alien, like, where the fuck my spaceship?
My brother be the strangest, I pull up and I spray, bitch
Why you keep on hatin'? Like, come and get some paper
I got a blue pill, get your payment
And the red one get you famous
I went to the bank, I pulled out bread, I got her faintin'
I try my bitch with a lil' supermodel, had her ragin'
She doin' too many drugs, that bitch, she goin' schizo
He want beef, he want some smoke, so Darko sent the missile
I got that bitch up in the back, got her blowin' like whistle
Got too much tusi on her nose, I might hand her a tissue
(Yeah) Pfft (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah)
Huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah, ooh, ooh)
Jump out, all-black Escalade, don't do no walkin'
Bitch, come suck on that dick, I don't do all that talkin'
We like ten deep in the club, me and my brother mobbin' (Yeah)
I got hitters everywhere, bet they might fly to Compton
Why this ho wan' call me baby? Told that bitch to stop it (Uh)
Bitch, I'm feelin' like Lil Baby, I filled up my pockets (Ooh)
All my brothers really crazy, they ready to slime shit (Slime)
Only fuck on IG models, influencers, fine shit
Think I popped too many Xans, I don't know where my mind is
Walked inside Balenci' store, I spent about five thousand (Huh)
Written by: Oliver Andersen

