[Verse 1] You step in clean Crease sharp, fresh air Creme cup in hand Act like you don’t care Yeah, you know the spot Right by the rail You get that look And it never fails
[Pre-Chorus] Hold that gaze Let it climb One more shake One more time Hands go up When I pass through You feel that pull I feel it too
[Chorus] Turn the bassline Turn it on me Turn the bassline Watch me get free Hold that bassline Don’t let go Turn the bassline Take control
[Verse 2] Train stop late But I don’t mind Got that grin You were hard to find White tee, dark jeans Step so slick Every move says You’re the pick
[Pre-Chorus] Hold that gaze Let it climb One more shake One more time Hands go up When I pass through You feel that pull I feel it too
[Chorus] Turn the bassline Turn it on me Turn the bassline Watch me get free Hold that bassline Don’t let go Turn the bassline Take control
[Bridge] Cut the room Let it breathe Then that drop Comes back mean Say my name In the crowd One last rise Louder now
[Chorus] Turn the bassline Turn it on me Turn the bassline Watch me get free Hold that bassline Don’t let go Turn the bassline Take control
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UK bassline garage with skippy two-step drums, rubbery sub drops, chopped organ stabs, and jittery clap snaps; verse rides tight and sparse with half-spoken melodic lines, pre-chorus strips to bass and snapped percussion, chorus hits with a bright vocal hook and ravey synth shouts. Use stacked doubles, quick ad-lib pings, delay throws on the anchor phrase, and a vinyl-crackle lift into each drop. Punchy, glossy, club-ready mix with heavy low-end bounce.