first class 由 800pts 於 2024年10月25日發行,收錄於專輯《self destruction》中
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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。
歌詞
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


