[Style] Hard Memphis trap banger, bass boosted heavy 808s, dark street energy, fast fluid male flows, young male autotuned rap superstar vocal, aggressive but smooth and locked-in, female diva hip-hop vocals with rich layered harmonies and melodic runs, big builds into hard drops, high energy, [IS MAX MODE: MAX] [QUALITY: MAX] [REALISM: MAX], emotional intensity under the swagger, no dead space [Intro] (Young male autotuned, low and cold) Yeah… hands still up Still that kid from the bottom… [Build] (Young male, urgent) Heart cold, eyes red, you can see I’m obsessed Every threat you send, I just add you to the list When I step in the room, feel it tighten your chest This the calm ‘fore the storm, this the vow, this the test [Drop] [Verse 1] (Young male, fast fluid aggressive swagger) Certified flex, better show respect I know you mad but yo bitch obsessed Pull up in the foreign, wrist look like a threat You get ready, I’ll do the rest Dicky pants low, red bottoms steppin’ on necks Pockets full of blues, leave ‘em stressed Fresh blessed, better than the rest Send her home limpin’, nothin’ less Certified baller, check the whip, check the wrist I can do it like that or I can do it like this Swagger so right, just ask yo bitch She pulled up on a rich niguh, now she switch Steppin’ out the foreign, Dicky low, Jordans dipped Pockets full of blue faces, whole block know the drip From the trap to the top, still the same savage Beat it like a blitz, knock it out the frame, damage [Chorus] (Female diva with full stacked harmonies + runs) Ballin’ out savage, drippin’ red, no regrets (ayy!) Certified baller, check the whip, check the wrist (skrrt!) Swagger on ten, make her scream my name Drop it when I come back, bring it back again! (yeah, yeah!) [Verse 2] (Female, sharp + layered harmonies) She said she fucked with me ‘cause I’m rich, no cap Red bottoms clickin’, attitude straight brat I can do it like that or flip it like this Leave her legs shakin’, now she talkin’ reminisce Bitch we ain’t friends, no chit, no chat Just be ready when I slide, drop it like that Yeah just like that, don’t run, bring it back Freak hours only, put the city on the map [Bridge – this is the emotional hook that can make it travel] (Young male, more raw) Hands up high, let ‘em all stay there If you came from the bottom, this our prayer If you ever got played, now you play fair If they never believed, now they all stare I don’t need their love, just space and a stage Little bit of faith, lot of sweat, lot of rage Heartthrob dream in a spotlight haze Still that kid with a notebook page (yeah) [Final Chorus – biggest drop] (Female full harmony stack + male ad-libs) Ballin’ out savage, drippin’ red, no regrets (ayy!) Certified baller, check the whip, check the wrist (skrrt!) Swagger on ten, make her scream my name Drop it when I come back, bring it back again! [Outro] Still that kid with a notebook page… Hands up high… Don’t put ‘em down.
