[Intro] DK done did it again [echo] Get out da way [Verse 1 – rapid-fire melodic trap flow, aggressive but sung] (Deliver tight and mean. Slight rasp, lean hard into the bounce. Spit the curse words like punches.) Bass go BOOM the floor start shakin’, Phonk in my blood, Games mine I’m takin’, Twelve knockin’ like they want my life, Bounce out this bitch, dissappear outta sight These niggas talk shit but they never show face, I move different, to fast out pace Baddie in the drop, she be fine as fuck Take to the crib,she can't get enough Fuck your soft-ass flow, I’m on another level, Two at a time, make these hoes go devil, Bass so hard it’ll rattle your spine, They can’t catch up they just wastin they time [Pre-Chorus – build, more melodic, open vowels] (Longer notes, still aggressive. Push the energy up.) Feel the pressure, they can't compete Boss boy flexin, turnin up the heat Haters gotta go stay the fuck from round me [Chorus – full power, big sung hooks] (Biggest energy. Chest voice, almost yelling but still melodic. Hit the high notes clean and hard.) Keep it hunnid or get the fuck out the way! Trap phonk banger, Bitch I don't play! Drank in my blood, Dank in my lungs, I’m the hardest motherfucker you niggas better run Keep it hunnid or get the fuck out the way! Trap phonk banger, bitch I don't play No need for a crown, I just take the throne, Real one'sonly, leave these weak niggas alone! [Verse 2 – even more aggressive, faster delivery, still sung] (Push harder. More grit. Keep the melody but make it sound like it’s about to snap.) They want that hard shit, I spit that fire, Phonk in the trunk, four fifteens given them what they desire Bass so hard that the walls start crackin’, Pimpin on these hoes they ass stay clappin', Stay strapped like my life’s on the line, Dead and gone when they test the nine I be steppin wit my weapon,my city steady reppin Best start confessin countin your blessins I’m fuckin’ the game up, they screamin my name, DK here and I'm here to stay Fuck around find out say it wit yo chest I’m the realest motherfucker, fuck the rest. [Bridge – emotional, more melodic, slower for contrast] (Drop the aggression slightly. Open the throat, longer held notes, then snap back hard on the last lines.) Sometimes I wonder if these niggas really hear me… Don't really matter they bout to feel me But I keep slangin’ give it to em all raw, ’Cause this is the only way I know how to ball Fuck being quiet, fuck playin’ nice, I’m not here to play we bout to take flight Top of the game before the end of the night [Final Chorus – biggest delivery of the song] (Go full throat. Maximum power. Slight rasp is fine. Make every word land like a punch.)Keep it hunnid or get the fuck out the way! Trap phonk banger, bitch I don't play! Drank in my blood, Dank in my lungs, I’m the hardest motherfucker these speakers ever sung! Keep it hunnid or get the fuck out the way! DK on the way DK don’t play I don’t need a crown, I just take the throne, I'mreal as it gets, leave these weak niggas alone! [Outro – fading, still intense] (Keep the fire but pull the volume back. Last lines almost spoken with residual Still the hardest. Dank DK straight fire BITCH! [END]
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