[INTRO, Low pitched ad-libs only, Auto-Tune heavy, reverb echo, atmospheric. Ad-libs: (yeah... pour up... wunna... straight up...) fading in with beat drop] [HOOK, Low tone baritone, heavy Auto-Tune melodic, triplet bounce, quarter-note delay, room reverb 15% wet. Ad-libs: (pour up... ye... f*ck em... amen) pitched-down layer behind, Atlanta drawl] Got dat drank - double cup (pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ye) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (yea) Got dat drank - double cup (pour up pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ya) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (amen) [VERSE 1, Mid-low baritone melodic rap, behind-the-beat flow, expressive Auto-Tune, short internal rhymes, laid-back cadence. Ad-libs: (yeah... wunna... straight drop) muttered low in background] Pulled up in the foreign, shawty a vibe, she know the deal Drip go dumb, wrist froze, yeah you know how I feel Came from nothing, turned the pain into a mil' Day ones only, real ones know I keep it real Trap jumping, never lackin, grind don't stop Designer on designer, still got that straight drop On God I was born to win, they plotting, I plot harder Straight up out the trenches, im flowin like im water Racks on racks, she ride for me till the end Real love no games, she know Imma spend Made it out, can't let it go, I came for the win Elevate every day, juice f*ck dat gin [HOOK, Same as above, double layered for energy build, more ad-libs overlapping] Got dat drank - double cup (pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ye) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (yea) Got dat drank - double cup (pour up pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ya) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (amen) Got dat drank - double cup (pour up pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ya) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (amen) [VERSE 2, Explicit trap flex, deeper grit like Future, sing-song Gunna slides, faster retune Auto-Tune for edge, vocal fry on lows. Ad-libs: (f*ck it... yeah yeah... no cap... drip) breathy and stacked] P*ssy poppin' off the drank, she twerk in the condo Double cup lean, got me floatin', no handle on the handle Opp ass shook, catch a fade, leave him slumped in the Camry Racks in the safe, f*ck a bank, yeah we stuffin' the whip Slime love only, snakes gettin' cut, no cap on my blade Shawty throat goat, deepthroat the pipe, she addicted to the fade From the mud to the mansion, now bitches on payroll Foreign whips fleet, VVS gleam, yeah the ice dont melt yo F*ck the opps daily, wins stack tall like the molly Pour up that purple, skies stay pink, livin oddly She ride the D backwards, ass clap like applause came out the trenches, now I'm the boss, f*ck the laws [BRIDGE, Slowed melodic breakdown, half-speed flow, heavy reverb and delay tails, ad-libs echoing. Build tension back to hook] Yeah... double cup dreams (pour up pour up) Wins on wins, no in betweens (yea) Trenches to top floor, no commercial (n*gga) F*ck opps errday, that's the journal (n*gga) [HOOK x2, Full energy, layered harmonies, ad-libs everywhere, fade out with echoes for outro vibe] Got dat drank - double cup (pour up pour up) Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ya) Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em) Wins on wins - In god we trust (amen) [Got dat drank - double cup (pour up pour up)] [Skies is pink - praise tha lord (ya)] [Show no luv - to my opp (f*ck em)] [Wins on wins - In god we trust (amen)] [OUTRO, Fading ad-libs only, pitched-down Auto-Tune, reverb washout. Ad-libs: (yeah... pour up... wunna... amen...) trailing off] ***
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