Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Hands up Shades on Who run this block? We do (hey!) [Verse 1] Slide through Fresh cut Clean shoes Block hot Whole crew Same mood Gold chain swinging when I step off the curb Every head turn like they just heard a word Sidewalk packed That electric buzz You feel that hum? Yeah That's us We don't wait in line We set the line Walk in Whole room hit rewind [Pre-Chorus] Little shoulder Little strut Talk big Back it up Every corner Every lane Know the face Know the name (yeah!) [Chorus] This that uptown takeover Move out the way Make room If we show up Game over Turn every side street into a ballroom Hands to the sky Don't slow down Body on fire when we hit your town This that uptown Uptown takeover We own this place right now [Verse 2] Click flash Cameras in the crowd One pose Everybody loud Sweet talk bouncing off the brick and stone Whole scene shining like it’s chrome and gold Big laugh Little bit of lip Quick wink Late-night trip From the rooftop view to the corner store Name on the wall They scream it for more [Pre-Chorus] Little shoulder Little strut Talk big Back it up Every corner Every lane Know the face Know the name (let's go!) [Chorus] This that uptown takeover Move out the way Make room If we show up Game over Turn every side street into a ballroom Hands to the sky Don't slow down Body on fire when we hit your town This that uptown Uptown takeover We own this place right now [Bridge] Who got the crown? (we do) Who run the town? (we do) Say it from the stoop to the skyline view If you feel that spark in your chest That's proof Step Step Back it up Then lean Whole map Looking like our scene From the first hello to the last call out We the ones they talk about [Chorus] This that uptown takeover Move out the way Make room If we show up Game over Turn every side street into a ballroom Hands to the sky Don't slow down Body on fire when we hit your town This that uptown Uptown takeover We own this place right now (right now)
Tags
dance, Explosive funk-pop banger with bright brass stabs, rubbery syncopated bass, and crisp pocket drums; male vocals riding a call-and-response groove, gang shouts on the hook. Verses stay tight and rhythmic, pre-chorus climbs with rising horn lines, chorus drops into a chant-style singalong. Break section strips to bass and claps then slams back with full horn hits for the final hook., funky
Duration
2:53
Instrumental
No
Created
3/18/2026