Sax & Side-Eye
Tom Reest
rap
tone
saxophone
kizomba
Laid-back West Coast-meets-kizomba bounce: clean intro guitar with a touch of chorus
round bass
tight rimshot groove. Male vocals sliding between relaxed rap and half-sung hooks. Saxophone riffs threaded through every section—short answering phrases in the verses
big melodic call-and-response in the chorus. Energy stays chilled but confident
with subtle builds via percussion layers and ad-libs rather than big drops.
Erstellt am Jan 12, 2026
Songtexte
[Intro]
Clean strings talkin'
lazy little lick, then stop
sax peeks in from the back seat
slick smile, one note, then it drops
[Verse 1]
Slide out the ride
one hand on my fate, one on my fit
Gold tooth grin
corner store cat say, "You still on your shit?"
Yeah, I am
cold breeze, tank top, tags on my kicks
Phone on mute
whole block buzz but I move like this
Cousin on the steps
rollin' with a laugh, same old plot
He say, "You still cool?"
I say, "Cool? Man, I’m ice in the pot"
Little kids hoopin'
chain net sing when they shot
Neighbors throw shade
I throw peace, then I’m back to the spot
[Chorus]
Gangsta chill, when I slide, let it ride
Sax cry low while the hips keep time
Gangsta chill, let the smoke drift high
We don’t rush nights, we just stretch that sky
Gangsta chill, with the side-eye shine
Guitar talk sweet, then the drums align
Gangsta chill, yeah we move, never hide
Whole room sway when we step inside
[Verse 2]
Backroom light
yellow on the wall, card game tense
Money in a stack
but the vibe stay soft, still dense
I don’t chase trouble
Trouble know better, it hop that fence
Eyes on the door
ears on the sax, groove in the vents
Shorty in red
hips draw maps I ain’t seen yet
She say, "Dance slow"
I say, "Lead the way," zero regret
Her hands on my neck
my hand on her waist, we connect
Beat tick-tock
like a clock that forgot what’s next
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Two-step, chest to chest
breath on my neck, heartbeat sync
Guitar lick, sax respond
every lil bend make you blink
Low voice in your ear
“I’m still calm even right on the brink”
If the night got smoke
we just pour more drink, don’t think
[Chorus]
Clean strings talkin'
lazy little lick, then stop
sax peeks in from the back seat
slick smile, one note, then it drops
[Verse 1]
Slide out the ride
one hand on my fate, one on my fit
Gold tooth grin
corner store cat say, "You still on your shit?"
Yeah, I am
cold breeze, tank top, tags on my kicks
Phone on mute
whole block buzz but I move like this
Cousin on the steps
rollin' with a laugh, same old plot
He say, "You still cool?"
I say, "Cool? Man, I’m ice in the pot"
Little kids hoopin'
chain net sing when they shot
Neighbors throw shade
I throw peace, then I’m back to the spot
[Chorus]
Gangsta chill, when I slide, let it ride
Sax cry low while the hips keep time
Gangsta chill, let the smoke drift high
We don’t rush nights, we just stretch that sky
Gangsta chill, with the side-eye shine
Guitar talk sweet, then the drums align
Gangsta chill, yeah we move, never hide
Whole room sway when we step inside
[Verse 2]
Backroom light
yellow on the wall, card game tense
Money in a stack
but the vibe stay soft, still dense
I don’t chase trouble
Trouble know better, it hop that fence
Eyes on the door
ears on the sax, groove in the vents
Shorty in red
hips draw maps I ain’t seen yet
She say, "Dance slow"
I say, "Lead the way," zero regret
Her hands on my neck
my hand on her waist, we connect
Beat tick-tock
like a clock that forgot what’s next
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Two-step, chest to chest
breath on my neck, heartbeat sync
Guitar lick, sax respond
every lil bend make you blink
Low voice in your ear
“I’m still calm even right on the brink”
If the night got smoke
we just pour more drink, don’t think
[Chorus]