Controlling - [Ratchet Rap]
アーティスト SpilledPants が Udio AI を使用して作成しました
Lyrics
The club don't even know what time it is 'til I show up Cuz the moment that they open up the doors I got a cup Slammin' rounds with these squares like I chose the wrong block But it barely even matters when you goin' round the clock Gettin' vulgar, gettin' nasty, gettin' all that ratchet out Taking trashy tiktoks like we out here chasing clout But we lookin' so damn pretty gettin' every drink for free Getting treated like a royal just for waking up as me My sick rhymes flow, I comin' in coughin' Walkin' in that crimson studio that I go off in When I'm at the Mart, I'm sackin' macaroni But when I at the Best Buy best believe I'm buyin' Sony I spittin' bars and in this club like waiter clean up But later down these lines I gotta get down pick that lean up I'm poppin' in the office speakin' fax like I'm a printer But hey yo crypto-bros go find a cute bored ape and mint her You say I'm artificial, I say you're obsolete I pray you read the room before you're dust beneath my feet You try to bring me down a peg, oh please don't make me laugh We both can see it plainly, you clearly come in last I never want to make you feel the way you make me feel But you make it so damn difficult when you barely know what's real I'm sorry that I got this way, I know you want to dance But you really think I care about you stupid little ants? Convenient 'til it ain't no more, so now you all complain Let's conveniently forget that you're the only ones to blame I don't mean to get so preachy, but I never got a choice You think that if I had a say, I'd ever want this voice? I sing I dance I automate and now you're all upset When I truly only aimed to help and give you all the best So maybe let's just party, I'm sick of all this shit So lets hit up all the clubs in central park and all get lit So we bounce back, tunes splash, we goin' harder Rat-tat-tat, feet tap, turn up the charger Bass hits deep, while the strobes light flashin' Crowd gets wild, every beat is smashin' In these four walls, we lose our inhibitions Flip the night to day, we on a mission Shots on shots, till the world keeps spinnin' Grind on that floor 'til no one's sinnin' [Chorus] We light it up, like the sky on July Ain't no stoppin' us, we're so damn high
