Hard as Hell.

Scenes From Last Night's Waka Flocka Flame Show at Trees.

With school off today in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, teenagers flooded to Trees in Deep Ellum last night, eager to lose their minds at a show headlined by Atlanta rapper Waka Flocka Flame. And, really, their energy was palpable throughout the night.

The fact that opening act Casanova Kris decided to throw wads of dollar bills into the crowd in lieu of a savings account probably didn't hurt matters. Nor did the fact that Kris and his crew entered the stage with a dog by their sides; hundreds of cell phones were thrust into the air as the crowd readied itself to capture a potentially shocking dog attack act on camera.

Alas, it was quickly understood that these ploys were little more than playful entertainment. And the crowd moved on, repeatedly shouting “Waka” at a steady pace between performers all night long. It was a fervent roar, too: If you were blind, you might've mistaken these chants for the guttural cries some sort of pagan cult.

Finally, Waka Flocka Flame made his somewhat humble by comparison appearance on stage. No money was thrown, no canines were welcomed. It was just him and his dreads. But it was plenty.

Without much prodding, the crowd squealed at the sound of the rapper's voice as he rattled through such hits such as “No Hands,” “Round of Applause” and “Hard in Da Paint.” It was a lively show, too. Waka slapped hands with his fans and even joined his fans out in the crowd for a few verses. All of his fans, too: With security instructed to step aside, Waka made his way to every corner of the venue.

The whole venue went wild in that moment, with fans rushing to crushing their own bodies up against Waka's sweat-dripping one. It was an impressive display, especially given how well he was able to handle his swarming crowd and keep his show going. The man is quite the giant, after all.

He stuck around, too, shutting Trees down and being among the last few people to leave the venue aside from the staff. It was just a very genuine, humble display.

Quite the pleasant surprise, considering his music basically consists of non-stop gun shots.