get it get it make it yours

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - stripped close and intimate, whispery raspy female rap with low doubles, syncopated trap kick and murky 808 bass, subtle tape hiss]

Step in close, don't rush, feel the vibe get thick
Room go hush, eyes locked, yeah I love that flick
Hands on waist, slide slow, sway side to side
Pull me in deep, baby, we takin' our time

[Pre-Chorus - filtered pads swell with rising hi-hat rolls, breathy raspy vocals build tension, sharp handclap accents]

Hold that stare, don't break
Keep it low, let it ache
Feel the heat, make it quake
Yeah, we 'bout to elevate

[Chorus - stacked raspy harmonies drop hard, gang-voiced echoes on hook, tense midtempo 808 pulse explodes with distorted ad-lib throws]

Get it, get it, get it, take it slow, own the flow
Get it, get it, get it, baby make this night your show
Look back, flash that grin, move like you own the crowd
Get it, get it, get it, show me how you wild out now

[Verse 2 - close-mic whispery raspy rap lead intensifies with doubles, murky 808 throbs deeper, syncopated snare snaps, bright but bruised trap mix]

Trace my curves, pause there, got me locked, got me spun
One step closer, turn up, make that fire in my lungs
Say my name low, breathe it, close enough to taste the sin
Every sway got heat, walk that walk, pull me in

[Pre-Chorus - filtered pads and rising noise thicker, handclaps sharper with trap fills, raspy vocals edge toward distortion]

Hold that stare, don't break
Keep it low, let it ache
Feel the heat, make it quake
Yeah, we 'bout to elevate

[Chorus - full stacked raspy harmonies with gang echoes, distorted ad-libs scatter wild, midtempo trap drive peaks in bruised brightness]

Get it, get it, get it, take it slow, own the flow
Get it, get it, get it, baby make this night your show
Look back, flash that grin, move like you own the crowd
Get it, get it, get it, show me how you wild out now

[Bridge - half-time drop to lone piano and sparse 808, vulnerable whispery raspy murmurs, subtle tape hiss before trap lift]

Mm, you got me hooked, don't quit
Mm, keep that body lit
Mm, talk dirty with your hips
Mm, bring it down, then flip the script

[Final Chorus - explosive trap lift with layered raspy harmonies and echoes, distorted ad-lib throws cascade, full tense 808 pulse fades in bruised reverb]

Get it, get it, get it, take it slow, own the flow
Get it, get it, get it, baby make this night your show
Look back, flash that grin, move like you own the crowd
Get it, get it, get it, show me how you wild out now
(Get it, get it...)