[Intro] Yeah. Dead Ducks. Vixens. Watch your tone. [Hook] I like it loud, I like it savage I like my wins real disrespectful Dead Duck Vixen, I’m the damage Touch too close, it get real stressful I like it bold, I like it deadly Feathers sharp, my stare offensive Can’t be owned, can’t be checked in Dead Duck Vixen—untouchable presence [Verse 1] Hatched wrong, bad code, still flawless Walk in, whole room go cautious You talk big, but you harmless I don’t bluff, I don’t soften Neck shine, beak cold Eyes say “move,” legs fold I don’t chase, I collect Every look is a debt owed Built from spite, styled in chaos Every step say “try me now” You talk tough on a timeline I end trends when I walk out [Pre-Chorus] Don’t ask me nice I don’t play fair I don’t fold I don’t scare [Hook] I like it loud, I like it savage I like my wins real disrespectful Dead Duck Vixen, I’m the damage Touch too close, it get real stressful I like it bold, I like it deadly Feathers sharp, my stare offensive Can’t be owned, can’t be checked in Dead Duck Vixen—untouchable presence [Verse 2] You still sell dreams, no delivery I’m the flex, I’m the utility They got plans that don’t activate I move once, it accelerate Cold walk, warm blood Pretty face, zero love I don’t bark, I don’t beg I apply pressure, that’s enough Minted chaos, wore it clean Loss just sharpened everything You chase hype, I chase leverage That’s the Vixen difference [Pre-Chorus] I don’t explain I don’t wait I don’t bend I dominate [Hook] I like it loud, I like it savage I like my wins real disrespectful Dead Duck Vixen, I’m the damage Touch too close, it get real stressful I like it bold, I like it deadly Feathers sharp, my stare offensive Can’t be owned, can’t be checked in Dead Duck Vixen—untouchable presence [Bridge] You confuse cute with weak You confuse calm with sweet I been dangerous quietly Now I’m loud deliberately [Final Hook] I like it loud, I like it reckless I like my power when it’s messy Dead Duck Vixen, come test it Still here, still heavy I like it bold, I like it savage Born from wreckage, built to damage Say my name, feel the tension Dead Duck Vixen—no permission [Outro] Vixens don’t ask. We take.
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