[Intro] Hands up Phones down We came To shake the ground [Verse 1] Step to the door, ID flash, red stamp on my wrist like bam DJ drop heat, that low end hit, whole floor like “damn, goddamn” Sweat on the glass, ice in the cup, my crew in the cut just wildin' You feel that push in your chest when it bumps, that’s pressure smilin' Side to the side, we slide then snap, that sway so effortless Eyes lock quick in the strobes, that glance got me breathless You talk smooth in my ear, but the beat talk louder than lips If you feel that lift when it dips then flips, let it move your hips (hey) [Chorus] Whole room jumpin' We don’t come down Hands in the air now Shake this house Whole room jumpin' Floor on fire If you feel that fever Take it higher, higher [Verse 2] Back to the bar, neon sweat on my shirt, still grinnin' like I own this place You pull me close, both off-balance on purpose, laughin' in each other’s space DJ rewind, that hook come back, crowd sing every word off key That off-key love still feel on beat, that’s you on me, that’s me on beat Spin, drop low, that arch in your back like “who taught you that?” You say “maybe later,” I say “right now,” you say “boy relax” (nah) Lights go black, pulse still smack, we freeze in a frame then crash When it kicks again and the roof peel back, that’s when we all shout back [Pre-Chorus] [low vocal register] One, two, bodies in tune Three, four, lost in the room Five, six, sweat drip, heartbeat tick Seven, eight, count it down till we break [Chorus] Whole room jumpin' We don’t come down Hands in the air now Shake this house Whole room jumpin' Floor on fire If you feel that fever Take it higher, higher [Bridge] [filtered vocals] Take it up now Hold your breath now Freeze, don’t move Let the sound take you [crescendo] Drop, drop, drop—then bang Let your whole heart hang If you still got doubts Let the crowd scream out (woah-woah-woah) [Chorus]

rap, Peak-time electro club banger with deep sidechained bass and sharp synth leads. Verses bounce between confident male rap and half-sung lines over a tight, steady groove; filtered builds stretch tension with risers and chopped vocal FX, then slam into explosive drops with wide supersaws and pounding kick. Hook is big, chantable, with stacked gang vocals and a few ad-lib responses to hype the crowd., steady, electro, deep, male vocals

Whole Room Jumpin'