Queen's Gambit (ft. Jess)

Check… your move Look at the board Look at the view Don’t blink Penthouse black, city under glass I step on the sixty-four, I don’t ask L-shape cut, I don’t walk your line Jump the pawn-wall, I arrive on time Rococo gold biting on my neck You talk in threats, I talk in checks Knight off the chain, I split your file You wear the crown — I own the aisle You sprung a trap like you wrote the night One clean move and I lock the light I rule the skyline, I rule the height A queen don’t flinch when a knight takes flight… It’s a Queen’s Gambit, playing for keeps Gold on the glass while the whole block sleeps Penthouse altitude, endgame heat One wrong square and you’re under my feet under my, under my… Checkmate Not from that seat Keys to the lift, ice in the flute High-stakes quiet, no need to shoot You got the suite, I set the pace You count the seconds, I take the space You push a piece, I rewrite the grid Knight in the pocket, I never bid Cold calculation, no speech, no plea Want this throne? Take it off me I read your opening, I know the bait I came for the center, I don’t wait Cornered the horse, No square left to breathe Clock’s still running You don’t leave It’s a Queen’s Gambit, playing for keeps Gold on the glass while the whole block sleeps Penthouse altitude, endgame heat One wrong square and you’re under my feet! Last rank No draw We don’t split the spoils Game over Resign