Give It To Me 2025

The club lights flash, the floor shakes with bass, and a pure sense of superiority hangs in the air. There is no modesty here, only statements: status, money, power - everything is on display, everything sounds loud, rhyming with audacity. Each verse is like a jab at those who try to “pretend” but will never catch up.

There is a predatory grace in this beat: flirtation, confidence, and a slight challenge in every word. The dance floor turns into a catwalk, where instead of steps there are body movements, and instead of weapons there is charisma. Listening to it is like being inside a sparkling showcase, where glamour and irony intertwine. And the louder it rocks, the clearer it becomes who is in charge here and who will remain just a spectator.