GRIP
Was a paralegal for six years and still writes verses like closing arguments
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.61
- vocal at
- 5.6s
- length
- 1:27
- language
- En
lyrics
(grip) Man in the front row thinks he's slick with the eye contact Baby I've been eye-fucked by better men in worse suits You want the fantasy? Cool. That's forty dollars and a ticket. You want the actual thing? Then act like you can handle it I don't do shy, I don't do maybe I do exactly what I say I'm gonna do, on time, with receipts And that goes for the contract and it goes for the bedroom Grip, grip, know how to hold it Don't come at me gentle like I'm gonna fucking break Grip, grip, know how to hold it I've been running rooms since twenty-two, hold me like you know He asked if I was always like this. Always. Since I was nineteen. The only thing that changed is now nobody's allowed to tell me not to be Grip, grip, know how to hold it Don't come at me gentle like I'm gonna fucking break Grip, grip, know how to hold it I've been running rooms since twenty-two, hold me like you know (hold me like you know)