5, 4, 3 (Pretty woman) (feat. Lay Bankz)

It's as if they turned on not a track, but a neon sign flashing the word “danger.” Here you have jaw-dropping moves, fire, and five-star-level icy sauce - all served with that same confident click of heels that can be heard louder than the bass.

There is audacity and glamour in this cocktail, but seasoned with a smile that says, “What did you expect?” The scene is more like an arena: the audience throws stones, but they can't take their eyes off it. The music spins your head like a carousel, and even when the lyrics talk about heaviness, it flows easily, as if it were all just a game where the grand prize has long been known.