Bass Riot Queens

Boots on

concrete, teeth on wire We came hungry,

we

came higher

I cut my name in the back of the night Black boots

bite and the floor bites back She says move,

so the walls get tight No clean halo,

just a match to strike

Count it off, count it rude

All my girls

in heavy shoes

If they push, we push through

One more breath

and then we move

Hard groove, heavy crown

We don't slow, we tear it down Bass in the ribs,

fists in the sound Women up front,

no backing down Hard groove,

heavy crown

Chain link rattles with every step Red lip split with a crooked

grin No velvet rope,

no fake respect We kick the locked door in

No kings

No cage

No fear

Our stage

Hard groove, heavy crown

We don't slow, we tear it down Bass in the ribs,

fists in the sound Women up front,

no backing down Hard groove,

heavy crown

We own the ground

Boots still ringing when the room goes cold

Tell them who led it

Tell them who holds