Hands Up for the Drop

[Intro]
Lights up
Necks up
Phones high
Line up
[Verse 1]
Walk in
Whole room tilt, they lean
Gold grill flash
Like a movie scene
Wrist on frost
But the flow too mean
I just talk my talk
Make the floor turn steam (yeah)
Big step
Every move, that stomp
Whole squad
Got the back row locked
Eyes on me
When the first kick knock
You can feel it in your chest
When the tempo drop (woah)
[Chorus]
Hands up for the drop, don’t think
Hands up for the drop, don’t blink
If you came for the quiet, wrong spot
’Cause we came for the sweat and the shock
Say “hey!” (hey!)
Say “yeah!” (yeah!)
From the front to the back, don’t stop
Hands up, hands up for the drop
[Verse 2]
Sweat drip
On the front row kids
They scream every word
Like they wrote this hit
Bartender
Tryna keep that pace
While the backroom shakes
From the sub so thick
I lean in
Let the crowd go wild
Mic out
Let ’em sing freestyle
One night
But it feels like a trial
If the roof don’t lift
Then I failed my style (nah)
[Chorus]
Hands up for the drop, don’t think
Hands up for the drop, don’t blink
If you came for the quiet, wrong spot
’Cause we came for the sweat and the shock
Say “hey!” (hey!)
Say “yeah!” (yeah!)
From the front to the back, don’t stop
Hands up, hands up for the drop
[Bridge]
Left side jump, right side jump (hey!)
Back row loud, front row crunk
One more time, run it back, no rest
I just need that scream from your chest
[Chorus]
Hands up for the drop, don’t think
Hands up for the drop, don’t blink
If you came for the quiet, wrong spot
’Cause we came for the sweat and the shock
Say “hey!” (hey!)
Say “yeah!” (yeah!)
From the front to the back, don’t stop
Hands up, hands up for the drop

rap, Hard-hitting trap/hip-hop club banger with male vocals; booming 808 low end, crisp snares, hyped DJ cuts, and crowd chants. Verses ride a swung pocket over dark synth stabs; chorus explodes with layered gang vocals and rising FX. Mid-track energy spike with a brief beat switch and extra percussive fills to make the crowd jump., male vocals, hip hop