[Intro — Dry vocal, bass teasing underneath] Fuck it up. Hi! [Verse 1 — Bouncy, cocky delivery] I taught Canva to your grandma I write verses you can’t match Gutting out these speakers I can barely pay the rent Bassline feeling filthy I can feel it underneath Can you hear the things I’m saying? Or am I talking in my sleep? [Break — Glitching vocal] Funny, can’t say “I’d” Because I already did it Pack it up and acquitted Saw it slip Gonna let it slide [Verse 2 — Bass gets dirtier] Give it to me nasty Give it to me low I can say two albums sold Oops, I meant singles Hard saw gives me tingles Can’t keep up when I’m writing these jingles [Build — Drums tighten, bass disappears] Tell me what you heard Tell me what you hear Getting too big for the atmosphere Thought I’d drop the bombs Thought you heard the click I just throw the bass and see what sticks [Pre-Drop — Almost whispered] I may talk I may rap some shit But the only thing scared Is the bass now, bitch [DROP — Full distorted bass] ‘Cause I’m a BASS BITCH! [Verse 3 — Faster, aggressive rhythmic flow] Could go BAR BAR BAR And be a millionaire But somehow I got trapped in here Funny with the beat Nasty with the mix Shut the fuck up while sk-sk-skip this shit [Final Drop — Stuttered vocals, maximum bass] B-B-BASS BITCH! [Instrumental — Saw bass riff, chopped vocal fragments] [Outro — Sudden cutoff] Hi!
