Drop like the sky forgot how to hold it up
Flash in the dark, we ignite and we never stop
Heartbeat sync to the bass when the floor gets hot
Connor & Zensery—watch the whole scene drop
Money talk but we let the tempo talk louder
Jet-stream dreams in a midnight-blue tower
One count, two count, gravity devours
When the hook hits hard—boom—holy ghost power
Spin the world on a fingertip, slow-mo applause
City lights blur into comets, no pause
Future so bright that the shade wearing shades
Every second we rise, yeah, the past just fades