Bassline Get Fat

(no vocals)

[Verse 1] (drill/grime bounce, tighter pockets)

step on the scene—

I don’t need to clown,

man always ready

when I touch dat ground

no intro needed—

just heavy behaviour,

bassline swingin’

like it owe me paper

lights go low—vibe get rude,

man stay calm but the sound get moved

kick hit hard—now it change my mood,

one step in—whole room get chewed

no chat—bounce—impact,

body lean when da bassline get fat,

I don’t...enter—nah, I hijack da scene,

whole floor twist when I stand like dat

no hello, nah just skip dat part,

man wait long time just fi dat start,

feel dat bassline sync with my heart,

kick go brrt—then I fall apart.

oi—oi—oi—

nah nah nah—listen yeah

where dat bassline at?

brrrt—!

brudda step up—me, screamin’

“who you think you is?”

nah nah bruh don’t do dat

you feel some'in’ heavy,

just let dat bassline get fat

nah can’t run from dat,

nah can’t front on dat

just know I’m always ready

when dat bassline get fat

[Verse 2] (looser, ego drift + swagger)

low light ting—man half-deh still,

move like I own dat air I feel

no crown but I hold dat throne still,

somehow it all bends my will

kick come late but I catch dat bounce,

man talk loud but don’t need announce

walk thru space and it all go down

when dat bassline get fat

no plan, no script, no need,

just me inna loop when da bassline feed

mandem flexin out, I break mandem up,

whole rave lean back when I stand

dey knows dat stance, dat drift, dat swing,

man don’t chase it—I become dat thing

one drop hit and the whole room spin,

yeah… man's dat bassline king!

brudda step up—me, screamin’

“who you think you is?”

nah nah bruh don’t do dat

you feel somethin’ heavy when it land,

just let dat bassline get fat

nah can’t run from dat,

nah can’t front on dat

just know I’m always ready

when dat bassline get fat