AIN'T SUPPOSED TO SOUND LIKE THIS

[INTRO – Spoken / Ad-libs

BANJO INSTRUMENTAL

Short, rhythmic banjo riff]

Yeah… Ayy, hold up…You hear that?

They said, “Banjo?” On an R&B track?

I said…Watch me.

Yeah… We 'bout to make country sound sexy.

Got a little twang in my soul,

Little bit of rhythm when I roll,

Boots hit the floor, bass hit low,

Whole room moving .

Got that backroad in my DNA,

I got that city rhythm too.

Windows down, let the night air breathe,

Banjo singing while the bassline creeps.

I don't need permission.

I make my own rules when I make these songs,

A little bit of country, little R&B,

Put a little bit of me in everything I do.

And I don't know who said

It wasn't supposed to work…

But when that banjo hits—

Watch the whole room jerk.

Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh mmm,mmm,

Pluck it, pluck it, let it ride,

Two-step with a little R&B inside,

Bass hit low, banjo up high,

Everybody move when that rhythm slide.

Got a little twang in my soul,

Little bit of rhythm when I roll,

Ain't gotta fit nobody's mold,

I'm just country with a city soul.

Ain't supposed to sound like this—

But we can't get enough!

Yeah!

(City soul!)

You hear me?

(I hear you!)

Let's go!

Okay—

Pull up clean with the speakers knocking,

Banjo in the back and the whole thing rocking,

' I built this sound with no common sense.

String on the beat, bass in the trunk, Got the whole damn neighborhood r jumping,

Left foot stepping, right foot slide,

Got a little country with the R&B vibe.

I don't chase trends, I create waves,

Put a little sunshine in the darkest days,

From the backroad to the city lights, sun goes down lanterns on.

it feels to good to let this past by,

LEAD: Can you feel that twang?

RESPONSE:I can feel that twang!

LEAD: Can you feel that bass?

RESPONSE:I can feel that bass!

LEAD: Can you move like this?

RESPONSE:We can move like this!

LEAD: They said it wouldn't work!

RESPONSE:But it sounds like this!

Ain't supposed to sound like this—

But we can't get enough!

Maybe I'm a little unconventional,

Maybe I'm a little unpredictable,

But every string got a story to tell,

Every beat got a place in the spell.

So let it play…

Let it breathe…

Let that little banjo talk to you…

Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh mmm,mmm,

it, pluck it, let it ride,

Two-step with a little R&B inside,

Bass hit low, banjo up high,

Everybody move when that rhythm slide.

Got a little twang in my soul,

Little bit of rhythm when I roll,

Ain't gotta fit nobody's mold,

I'm just country with a city soul.

Ain't supposed to sound like this—

But we can't get enough!

LEAD: Are we country?

CROWD:A little bit!

LEAD: Are we R&B?

CROWD:A little bit!

LEAD: Are we hip-hop?

CROWD:A little bit!

LEAD: So what are we?

ALL:

WE'RE WHATEVER WE WANNA BE!

Yeah.So if you hear a little banjo…

A little bass…A little R&B…

And maybe a little bit of crazy—

That's just me.