Gold Crown

(Sound of heels clicking on marble and a supercar engine revving)

Chill...

we're back...

We’re back to take it all.

Uh-huh, you know the vibe.

Calm!

(The beat drops with heavy distorted bass)

Look at the drip, look at the walk,

I don’t need to speak, they just love the talk.

Leveling up, breaking the glass,

I’m the diamond, way too much class.

Black on the leather, pink on the lace,

Nobody competing, I’m winning the race.

(Trap beat with metallic percussion)

Rrra! Catch me if you can, I’m the boss, I’m the man,

Money in the bag, it’s all in the plan.

Click-clack, bang! Everything I touch is gold,

I’m the queen, got a story to be told.

From Seoul to the world, watch how I do,

I’m a 10 and you’re just a 2.

(Music turns melodic and epic, building tension)

The sky turns dark when we pass by,

A permanent fire, reaching the sky.

Look up to the heavens, we’re finally here,

So tell me now, is it me that you fear?

(Aggressive drop with synth brass)

Boom-ba-ra-boom!

Wear the Gold Crown.

Yeah, we burn it down.

Boom-ba-ra-boom!

Look at me now.

No one wears it like us.

(Dreamy, half-tempo)

They tried to lock the gate,

But we just changed our fate.

Now the world is under my feet...

(Spoken) Bring the heat.

(Marching band percussion style)

We're back! (Calm!)

We winnin'! (Calm!)

High heels on the throne, yeah we livin'!

You know we did it.

Rrrra!

Calm.