Alligator Chain
Rap vocals, aggressive and charismatic, with a smug, taunting delivery—Skrilla with a hint of Southern Gothic menace, Voice should sound slightly distorted or run through analog filters, undercut with subtle paranoia, Dirty, lo-fi trap beat with warped bass, violin, lo-fi, experimental, ethereal, drum, dark, grunge, melodic
Eenie meenie minie moe, you are not my kinfolk. Alligator chain, she thinks she’s hot indeed— I don’t talk to hoes, won’t speak to bitches. Miss me with that rat shit, baby, keep your distance. These bitches forgot where the hell I came from. Eenie meenie minie moe, you are not my kinfolk. Call up Hannah “I’ll be back tomorrow.” I don’t speak to no one but my blood and bone.
