[Intro]
You know what it is, boy — uh-huh, lawd
Atlanta nights, trunk knock, 808 slide (fo' sho')
Hum low, let the bass humble me — hum
(Ad-libs: ooh, yeah, aye)
[Verse 1]
Roll through East Atlanta, windows down, midnight chrome
Cold iced Cuban on his neck, heavy like a metronome
Buckhead lights, College Park corners where we roam
Trunk knock echo, bassline pushin', feel it in my bones
Warm whiskey on his breath, leather jacket, slow grin
Smirkin' like he owns the block, boy, you pull me in
Street cred in the way he move, rope chain swingin' low
Heat from his whisper, but the metal's cold — that glow
[Pre-Hook]
Hum low, let the bass humble me (hum low)
Soft command, laid-back, watch me tumble free (watch me)
A half-spoken promise, cadence like a drum
He talks in slow gold syllables — I come undone
(Ad-libs: yeah, uh-huh)
[Chorus — HOOK]
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (chain on his chest)
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (ooh)
Iced Cuban, heavy rope, make the city clap
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped
(Leave space for sub-bass drop + ad-libs)
[Verse 2 — Half-Spoken / Rap]
Laid-back cadence, mouth slow, southern slang, I confess
He walk through the line like a headline, stressless flex
“Boy, where you from?” — he say, “From blocks that respect checks”
I map his stories in my head, every alley, every set
Triplet runs in my words, rhythm playin' with his step
He got that thugness, not soft — but humble in effect
Cold metal, warm hands, mixtape of night plans
We trade secrets for cigarettes and slow clap fans
(Ad-libs: lawd, aye, mm)
[Pre-Hook — Variation]
Hum low, let the bass humble me (let it humble me)
Half-spoken lines, then we fall like gravity
Your trunk knock and my heartbeat sync, simple chemistry
I follow the echo of your laugh to where the lights bleed
[Chorus — HOOK]
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (chain on his chest)
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (aye)
Iced Cuban, heavy rope, make the city clap
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped
(Sub-bass drop — hold 2 bars, space for ad-libs)
[Bridge — Stripped / Intimate]
(Quiet — just 808 hum and a soft hi-hat)
Speak slow: tell me the block you grew from, I wanna know
Trace the map on your collarbones, where the cold stones glow
I come alive at the hush of your voice, hush and low
No games, just these streets and the way your diamonds show
(Ad-libs whispered: come closer, lawd)
[Final Chorus — Big Energy]
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (trap, trap)
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (uh-huh)
Iced Cuban, heavy rope, let the city clap
Chain on his chest, got my heartbeat trapped (yeah)
[Outro]
Atlanta hum, bass humble, midnight confession (hum)
You with the chain and the quiet kingship — my obsession (obsession)
Slow fade out, leave room for triplets and echoes
(Ad-libs: ooh, yeah, fo' sho', lawd)
