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。
BPM65
音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Peysoh
聲樂
NLE Choppa
聲樂
詞曲
Kevin Oropeza
詞曲創作
Bryson Potts
詞曲創作
LAMAR MICHAEL REYNOLDS
詞曲創作
Iniko Ijhara Dixon
詞曲創作
Ekela Akeba Dixon
詞曲創作
Joseph Frank Robinson
詞曲創作
DanielWSP
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
DanielWSP
製作人
Cristal Viramontes
混音師
Irvin "IV" Varela
錄音師
Nick Bane
混音師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Hey, look, I'm a Don
I stay with a torch, so stay on the porch, you playin' with me and you done
How could you win? How could you move? Ain't killin' the kill, ****, run
Don't leave it at home, look up when you walk, he drivin' and shootin' for fun
You know it ain't safe, another one dead, so ****, you better just run
You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest, go get you a leash
Better be slidin' in traffic, no keepin' that shit on your seat
Stay on alert, no time for the games, you playin' it wrong, you get shot in the face
Spin where you sleep, get you a mask, go get you a gun that ain't leavin' a trace
It's 2-2-1, BTA, all of my young **** spin with a Drake
All of my young **** down for a case, all of my young **** shoot for the face
It's takin' too long, I'm gettin' impatient, we gettin' on feet, man, let's see if they out
**** be woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' for clout
[Chorus]
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
[Verse 2]
Doin' the dash if I see the crash, we goin' a hunnid, got stick in the whip
No stick in the box, I thug with it on me, shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip
I don't be hangin' with **** who flexin' that money
But never got nun' for the table, this shit from the dirt
Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels, I'm real as it gets
No fake in my blood, I still be with killers and deep in the trench
I come from a hood, slide for a rank, no gun for the skit, than we goin' full range
I'm doin' him bad if I get a chance, you hang on that block and I'm leavin' you drenched
Swear it be **** who poppin' on live, who really ain't slid and still on that fence
No hittin' that dance, I'm hittin' it with you, ****, no reffin', I'm blowin' that whistle
****, no cappin', I be on this beat, he play with the P and get hit with a missile
Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin? What happen to all that shit on that net?
What happened to all that shit you was sayin' on live? You had a good time makin' threats
[Chorus]
It's two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
[Verse 3]
Aye, aye, aye, flexin' on me, boy, you better get to poppin'
Make a **** check out, hotel lobby
How you goin' body for body?
We the ones with all the bodies, I'm MJ T Bows Scottie
Make a **** shake and shift, this Draco rip through your stomach
Pimp those pills, ho, pull up on side of they whip
Switch cheese, we'll drive through and be here
****, don't stand on none of that
Fuck over opps like hundred pack, uh-huh
**** ask if I double back, I was up close, I ain't have to do none of that, uh
But the next day, we comin' back, we ain't doin' Fridays after next
Esophagus killers, we at your neck, I do it myself, I ain't droppin' no check
He'll get stressed like it's yoga and shit
Swervin' the sketch, controllin' this bitch
He'll get killed for that trollin' and shit
Bag of the opps, put a hole in that bitch
Step, step, right, left
One, two, three, choppers go on repeat like brrt, brrt, brrt, brtt, on beat
[Chorus]
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Written by: Bryson Potts, Daniel Pirisi, Ekela Akeba Dixon, Iniko Ijhara Dixon, Joseph Fernando, Joseph Frank Robinson, Kevin Oropeza, LAMAR MICHAEL REYNOLDS, Marrero Rogers


