[STYLE — EXPLOSIVE AFRO-REGGAETÓN × MEMPHIS TRAP × PSYCHEDELIC TRANCE x brazilian phonk / ghost baile funk percussion 94–98 BPM / FEMALE LEAD ONLY / GENERAL AMERICAN ENGLISH / SMOKY / COMMANDING / HIPS-FIRST] [INTRO — GLASS CLINKS / REVERSE BREATH / DETUNED RHODES / DISTANT COWBELL / LOW SUB RUMBLE] Yeah... Friday night. Same place. Same cup. Different chemistry. [GLASS CLINK / WHISPER PANNED LEFT] Mix it... [DIRTY DEMBOW CREEPS IN / GÜIRO SCRAPE / BONGÓ GHOSTS] --- [VERSE 1 — LOW FEMALE POCKET / PLAYFUL / CLIPPED CADENCE / RAW DEMBOW] Yeah, yeah, yeah... Friday night, favorite mixologist on shift. Takes two cups, makes the whole potion twist. Knows my usual, doesn’t even need the list. Baby, this shit’s amazing— what the fuck is in this? [BEAT CUT / CONGA SLAP] One little sip, now the whole room drifts. Gold in the glass, got the frequency switched. [808 SLIDE / RHODES WARP] He said, “Easy, baby, this one got a kick.” I said, “Pour it slow... [SUB DROPS OUT] but don’t you dare miss.” [DIRTY PERCUSSION SNAP BACK] --- [HOOK — FULL HIPS GROOVE / TAMBORZÃO PUNCHES / CONGAS / BONGÓ ROLLS / WIDE VOCAL DOUBLES] Mix it up, mix it up, yeah, I know what’s up. Mix it up, mix it up, be careful with my cup. This bitch is full— now make me back it up. [808 PUNCH / GÜIRO DRAG] This shit coming heavy like a bag of gold. I don’t need saving, baby, I came whole. Slow with the pour, don’t spill what you can’t hold. [WHISPERED L-R: mix it / mix it] Mix it up, mix it up— two waters, one flow. Angels came dripping, turning everything to gold. [REVERSE TAIL / COWBELL GHOST] --- [VERSE 2 — PSYCHEDELIC / SWAYING / OFF-GRID PERCUSSION / RHYTHM STARTS BENDING] Woah, woah, woah... Angels dripping, devils tipping, whole heaven x hell flipping. We got cups for sipping, but why the fuck am I slipping? [DRUM STUTTER / FLOOR-TILT FX] Floor got soft, ceiling started breathing, halo on crooked, now the saints misbehaving. [POLYRHYTHMIC SHAKERS / LOG-DRUM PULSE] Gold in my vision, red lights bleeding, one more little taste got my whole soul leaning. [BEAT CUT] Heaven in the left cup, hell in the right— mix that shit together, now the stars taste like light. [GRANULAR VOCAL GHOSTS] Woah... Who changed the gravity? [DRUMS DISAPPEAR / CLOSE-MIC] I came here for a drink, not a whole new reality. [SMALL LAUGH / TAPE WARP] --- [HOOK — DEEPER / MORE PERCUSSION / BASS HEAVIER / HATS BURST DOUBLE-TIME] Mix it up, mix it up, yeah, I know what’s up. Mix it up, mix it up, be careful with my cup. This bitch is full— now make me back it up. This shit coming heavy like a bag of gold. I don’t need saving, baby, I came whole. Slow with the pour, don’t spill what you can’t hold. Mix it up, mix it up— two waters, one flow. Angels came dripping, turning everything to gold. --- [VERSE 3 — CONFIDENT / HEAVY MEMPHIS POCKET / DRY SNARE / HARDER 808] Damn, damn, damn... Came in heavy with a bag full of gold. Ten coins minus one— that’s all I’m losing though. [COIN CLINK / DRY KICK] Not letting my value ever decline. Baby, this alchemy too strong to let it fall below the line. [NARROW VOCAL / LOW LOG-DRUM PULSE] Nine coins in my baseline, watch how pretty they shine. Could leave ’em on display... [BEAT STOPS] but nah— [808 SLAMS BACK] I’m putting every one in my gold mine. Interest going up, I don’t depreciate. If you’re mixing with me, better know the current rate. [TRIPLET HAT BURST / METALLIC CLACKS] I came in whole, I’m leaving multiplied— turn one good pour into a whole damn gold supply. --- [PSYCHEDELIC BREAK — DEMBOW BREAKS APART / GLASS FX / REVERSE VOCALS / RHODES MELTING / PANNED BONGÓ GHOSTS] [WHISPER FRAGMENTS] Two cups... one flow... nine coins... still mine... Pour it... mix it... don’t spill it... [TAPE DRAG / SUB DESCENDS] Woah... there goes gravity again. --- [BEAT DROP BUILD — EVERYTHING CUTS EXCEPT BREATH + GLASS + LOW SUB] [4 BARS — NO FULL DRUMS] [WHISPERED] Mix... it... up... [GLASS CLINK] [SUB RISE] Careful... with... my... cup... [ABSOLUTE SILENCE — HALF BEAT] [DIRTY DEMBOW + 808 + CONGAS + TAMBORZÃO + GÜIRO EXPLODE BACK IN] --- [FINAL CHORUS — BIGGEST GROOVE / FULL DIRTY PERCUSSION / DOUBLE-TIME FILLS / EXTREME L-R GHOST VOCALS] Mix it up, mix it up, yeah, I know what’s up. Mix it up, mix it up, be careful with my cup. This bitch is full— now make me back it up. [HARD BASS SLIDE] This shit coming heavy like a bag of gold. I don’t need saving, baby, I came whole. Slow with the pour, don’t spill what you can’t hold. [CONGA BURST / BONGÓ ROLL / HAT TRIPLETS] Mix it up, mix it up— two waters, one flow. Angels came dripping, turning everything to gold. [FINAL PERCUSSION EXPLOSION / 808 TAIL] --- [OUTRO — BEAT MELTS / RHODES + SUB + GLASS / CLOSE-MIC] Friday night... same mixologist. Different dimension. [SMALL LAUGH] What the fuck did you put in this? [TAPE STOP]
