(Verse 1)
Walk in, heads turn, yeah we own the room,
Lip gloss poppin’, smell expensive perfume.
Laugh too loud, don’t care who’s mad,
Looking this good should be illegal, damn.
Besties on my left, besties on my right,
Whole damn squad looking fine tonight.
No permission, baby, we don’t wait,
We make our own luck, we create our fate.
(Pre-Chorus)
Mirror say, “Girl, you ate.”
Confidence don’t show up late.
Pretty face with a savage mind,
You can’t copy this kind of shine.
(Chorus)
‘Cause we’re the baddies, all my besties,
Walking in like the whole world’s sexy.
Hair done, nails done, attitude loud,
We don’t need permission from the crowd.
We’re looking fine as fuck, that’s facts,
Breaking hearts and never looking back.
Living life how we wanna live,
Bad bitch energy—that’s what we give.
(Verse 2)
Booked the trip, bought the shoes, why not?
If we’re making memories, make ’em hot.
Dance on tables? Maybe we might.
Main character every damn night.
If they stare, let ‘em stare some more,
Confidence dripping when we hit the floor.
No bad vibes in the VIP,
If you kill my vibe, you can’t sit with me.
(Bridge)
To the girls who built themselves from the ground,
Wore invisible crowns before they were found.
This one’s for every best friend ride-or-die,
Looking like heaven while reaching for the sky.
(Final Chorus)
We’re the baddies, all my besties,
Turning every sidewalk into a runway, easy.
Living loud, laughing free,
Exactly who we’re meant to be.
Looking fine as fuck—yeah, own that glow,
Head up high everywhere we go.
No apologies, no slowing down,
Queens don’t ask—we wear the crown.
Outro
One life. One squad. One vibe.
If we’re outside… we’re stealing the whole damn show.
