Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] They said it’s quiet in this town Till I walked in Now look around Phone lights up like a midnight sky Every little rumor turned to a battle cry [Pre-Chorus] I was writing dreams on a budget Secondhand shoes But I loved it Now my name on the door They rushin’ Every “no” that I got Yeah It’s buzzin’ (buzzin’) [Chorus] We got a number one hit on Zona Turn it up Let it take you over From the back row down to the sofa Everybody sing it like you own it Number one hit on Zona Put my heart in every note Every coma If you feel that fire in your persona Everybody scream it “This is Zona!” (hey) [Verse 2] Mama in the kitchen with the screen on live Cryin’ ‘cause her baby finally arrived Friends from the block in the VIP Same old jokes But the drink’s on me [Pre-Chorus] Every late night prayer I remember Cold floor Dreaming ‘bout December Now the crowd know my name in center Every scar that I hid feels tender (yeah) [Chorus] We got a number one hit on Zona Turn it up Let it take you over From the back row down to the sofa Everybody sing it like you own it Number one hit on Zona Put my heart in every note Every coma If you feel that fire in your persona Everybody scream it “This is Zona!” [Bridge] Who’d think a bedroom and a cracked-screen phone Could build an empire from a broken home? If I can rise from the dust like this What’s your fear compared to this wish? (woo) [Chorus] We got a number one hit on Zona Turn it up Let it take you over From the back row down to the sofa Everybody sing it like you own it Number one hit on Zona Put my heart in every note Every coma If you feel that fire in your persona Everybody scream it “This is Zona!” (Zona) [Chorus] We got a number one hit on Zona Sing it once Then again Then over Let the whole wide world take cover ‘Cause tonight we’re louder than the owner Number one hit on Zona From my soul to the sound of the corner If you got that dream Don’t postpone her Everybody scream it “This is Zona!” (yeah, yeah)
Tags
Sleek Latin-pop meets Afrobeats bounce, bright synth plucks over warm sub, tight reggaeton-style groove. Verses stay nimble and rhythmic with space for swagger; chorus explodes with stacked female vocals, crowd-chant ad-libs, and a catchy sing-along post-hook. Slick guitars add sparkle on the sides, with a final chorus lift and ad-lib run to feel festival-ready.
Duration
2:46
Instrumental
No
Created
3/2/2026