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。
BPM74
歌詞
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
We love you DXOR
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
Yo, Webster did that?
Yea, yea, she wanna' be my, bitch
Yea, backin' out the spot, that Lamb', it came like this
Yea, sunny shinny diamonds covered all on my wrist
Yea, I bought a Carti' bracelet, AP it don't tick
****' gon' talk that shit, no cap, on God I'll send that blitz
Shawty wanna' hold my hand I said, "Get back, don't hold my wrist."
I'm wit' all my **** countin' backend, runnin' shit
I sit back and smoke my gas while my **** hittin' licks, yea
I'm off all these pills and X
I'm up I'on get no rest
Chop the top up off the Lamb'
Big money bitch I flex
Fuck it, I spent my advance on houses, runnin' through my check
All she want is Birken bags and grills just to match her set
Runnin' back to them hills
Crosses on my body protect my soul when I take pills
Gen in my money bag, bitch Imma' die over my mil's
Bitch, I'm high as fuck, I'm on that plane crackin' them seals
I thought shawty played soccer ball way shawty so messy
Lighting when I strike her, fucking yo' bitch all in that Tesi'
Bitch I go 190 on that road **** can't catch me
How you say you love me all time, you ain't even met me?
What the, yea?
I put money all over my face, so I don't go blind
Gettin' all my cheese said, "Fuck the jakes", I'an tryna do no time
She all in my head, I want her body, fuckin' up my mine
It's so hard for me to trust a bitch, these hoes just keep on lyin'
Yea, yea, she wanna' be my, bitch
Yea, backin' out the spot, that Lamb', it came like this
Yea, sunny shinny diamonds covered all on my wrist
Yea, I bought a Carti' bracelet, AP it don't tick
****' gon' talk that shit, no cap, on God I'll send that blitz
Shawty wanna' hold my hand I said, "Get back, don't hold my wrist."
I'm wit' all my **** countin' backend, runnin' shit
I sit back and smoke my gas while my **** hittin' licks, yea
Arctic on my wrist, Siberia this Patek cold
White diamonds on me look like cocaine in her nose
I treat all these bitches like my fits, switchin' my hoes
Bitch, I bought a house, I'm off the grid nobody knows
Money all on my floor, yea nobody knows
Cullinan my Rolls, switches on my poles
Why she don't know what a blessin' that she got, she fuck wit' a boss?
Punxhy be that winnin' team we don't ever take no lose
Yea, yea, she wanna' be my, bitch
Yea, backin' out the spot, that Lamb', it came like this
Yea, sunny shinny diamonds covered all on my wrist
Yea, I bought a Carti' bracelet, AP it don't tick
****' gon' talk that shit, no cap, on God I'll send that blitz
Shawty wanna' hold my hand I said, "Get back, don't hold my wrist."
I'm wit' all my **** countin' backend, runnin' shit
I sit back and smoke my gas while my **** hittin' licks, yea
We love you DXOR
That, that
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
That, that, that, that
Yo, Webster did that, that, that
That, that, that, that, that, that, that
Written by: 'William Hunter'


