旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM97
積分
演出藝人
LOM Rudy
聲樂
詞曲
Pierre Johnson
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
P-Gutta Tha Hustla
製作人
歌詞
Main rule, you can't get caught on the phone talkin' (on the phone talkin')
If you do, switch it up, **** cold talkin'
Best believe they watchin' if you out there on that road
Often vacuum sealed, wrap 'em up so they can't hear them bows cloppin'
Real hustlers (yeah), wish they had that Mo' Hawkinson
Up the sundown, ****, we just pro stalkin' (code talk)
Twenty-nine hundred, ****, that's that low talkin'
If you on that phone, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Tryna get that green Milwaukee, hit 'em fast, but (tryna get 'em)
Bring me five bows, my bad, I need my grass cut (my fault)
Not no bitches, only **** is the ones my bag touch (touch it off)
Tryna get some info, this ain't Insta, you can't ask us (no)
If I pull up on you, trust they greener than the traffic light (grr)
And them bitches bustin' out the bag, get your cabbage right (grr, look)
And my stash look like Candy Land, call it paradise (damn)
For a penny, they gon' pinpoint you like a satellite
Packin' up that dawg lot of points like a paradise
You fuckin' with that bitch, got some girls like a paradise
Want some good advice? Take a bag, go and push it (I'm tellin' you)
I can't even cook it, but sell more girl than woo (for real)
There your **** Kush and Sat back, now it's time (yeah)
Now you shyin' for a minute, now we back like a spine (yeah)
Wait until they find out you got that food, Timmy Chance
How your people wait for you to open, ****, Jimmy Jazz
Main rule, you can't get caught on the phone talkin' (on the phone talkin')
If you do, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Best believe they watchin' if you out there on that road often
Vacuum seal, wrap 'em up so they can't hear them bowls clackin' (yeah)
Real hustlers (yeah), wish they had that mo' often
Sun up, the sun down, **** (you know what time it is?)
Cold stalkin', call 2900, ****, that's that low talkin'
If you on that phone, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Pays on deck, call her Kim when we go stalkin'
Paranoid, think the car bug, ****, no talkin' (damn)
I can do it with my eyes closed, been there so often
Yeah, we got dog in the house, but ain't no barkin' (nah)
We ain't gotta talk though, we just can show y'all (look)
Hang whiter than December, that's a snowball
We ain't fuckin' with you ****, we don't know y'all
And if worse come to worse, we just gon' blow y'all (bop, bop, bop)
When you lookin' for the dawg, what's your shoe size?
How many points you tryna score and you can hoop? Nah (that's a ball on 'em)
White girl on the floor, Betty Bo now (yeah)
I was the truth back then and I'm the truth now
**** hear my old shit and get a new style (ha)
I'm with it, rude with it, that's a few thou' (like)
Call me when them bows in, that's a new pow (law)
We strapped, they strapped, that's a shootout
Man, rude, you can't get caught on the phone talkin' (on the phone talkin')
If you do, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Best was it ain't watchin' if you out there on that road
Often vacuum sealed, wrap 'em up so they can't hear them bows cloppin'
Real hustle (yeah), we stay in that mode often
Sun up to sun down, ****, we just pro, stalkin' (you know it)
Twenty-nine hunnid, ****, that's that low talkin'
If you on that phone, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Half of that lot, I need the size of my rims
Right now I need ten, what's on the side of your Tim?
Come again? Think my phone trippin'? Call my bird phone (give me that)
Right now I'm playin' Zoo, keep her flyin' birds home (alright)
Oh, you OT, must be where Chris Parr play at (ayy)
Yo, I'm down in the H, out here where James Harden stay at (Fuse)
But what's that shit from earlier? Nah, you can go and say that
I got some shit comin' through, fat ass can bring a Maybach
What **** say that? You know that that's a green light (go)
And if it ain't about the cash, it don't seem right (at all)
Real **** stay loyal, get his team right
Shoutout to that bitch Nancy Bo and **** Weed Life
Chiz, you know my thang, it's them pieces from the Jenga game (block)
In this jumpin' car that give up but arenas can't (never)
It ain't a thang, stay down, get that up cheese
And soon as I hang up, my baby, we gon' dump these (throw 'em out)
Main rule, you can't get caught on the phone talkin' (up on talkin')
If you do, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Best believe they watchin' if you out there on that road often
Vacuum seal, wrap 'em up so they can't hear them bowls coughin'
Real hustlers (yeah), wish they had that mo' often
Sun up to sun down, ****, we just pro's talkin'
Call twenty-nine hundred, ****, that's that low talkin'
If you on that phone, switch it up, ****, cold talkin'
Written by: Pierre Johnson

