Lyric

Midnight on my collar, cold chrome on my throat

Quiet like a dagger, velvet over steel

I don’t chase the glow — I decide the scene

One look in my lane and you know what I mean

Look at me, don’t touch — I’m the heat, you’re the hush

I don’t need no proof — I’m the headline, you’re the brush

Slow drip, big pressure — you can’t copy this measure

Say less, watch close — I’m the cost, you the pose

Gilla… Gilla — slow burn, hot spark

Gilla… Gilla — diamonds in the dark

Gilla… Gilla — touch me… don’t talk

Gilla… Gilla — I’m the afterglow mark

Red light in the mirror, smoke on my breath

Silence got a weight to it, heavier than flex

I keep it sealed, I don’t feed the noise

If you want my time, you don’t have a choice

Low voice, high stakes — I don’t blink, I don’t chase

Cold glow, tight face — I’m the peak, you the base

If you talk, it’s cheap — keep it quiet, keep your space

When the bass comes down — feel the crown in my steps

Gilla… Gilla — slow burn, hot spark

Gilla… Gilla — diamonds in the dark

Gilla… Gilla — touch me… don’t talk

Gilla… Gilla — I’m the afterglow mark

Quick-quick, tick-tick — click, clap, kick back

Wrist flick, grip tight — spit swift, jet-black

Step in, press in — chest hit, neck snap

Left-right, head high — red light, dead-stare

No cap, go mad — cold laugh, full blast

Talk slick? you slip — I switch, you miss, whiplash

Cut clean, sharp scene — spark, scorch, burn track

Run up, shut up — hands up, stand back

One freeze, teeth grit — then drop… lights out

Gilla… Gilla — slow burn, hot spark

Gilla… Gilla — diamonds in the dark

Gilla… Gilla — touch me… don’t talk

Gilla… Gilla — I’m the afterglow mark

Hold… that… gaze

Feel… that… weight

Neon fades, but the pressure stays