Pink Panther 3

(Riddla)
(Goldfinger, oh-oh)
Yeah

Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ride, yeah, yeah, we ride

Look, understand, Allah got a masterplan
I don't die in it, I only vibe in it
I drop the top, roll up and then get high in it
Hop out, diamonds gleamin', Louis Vuitton linen
Yeah, catch me on the G4, or the G5 and you know how we fly
Like gangsters, women so anxious to see us when we land
Like I said, Allah got a masterplan
Hermès ashtray, where I'm ashin' at, yeah
Cuban cigars for my cohorts
Middle of the desert, ten million in the Goyard, go hard

Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ride, yeah, yeah, we ride (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ride, yeah (flex), yeah, we ride, yeah, yeah (tell 'em, go hard)

Draco (ah), full clip (ah), Neukölln, 4-4, Compton (oh)
Radio, wake up, Bone Thugs
My phone ringing, ayo, Game, what's up? (yeah)
No contracts, only handshaker (shake)
Boys in the hood, favor for favor (yeah)
We knockin' on your door, one, two, three and to the four (pop)
Ich rapp' wie Snoop, One Take
Ich rapp' wie Amis, auf Haze
Smoke weed everyday (oh-oh, I push rhymes like weight)

Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ride, yeah, yeah, we ride (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ride, yeah (flex), yeah, we ride, yeah, yeah (tell 'em go hard)