"Pink Panther 3" lyrics

(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 ridin', yeah
Yeah, we ridin'

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 blingin', 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 what I'm ashin' in, 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 ridin', yeah
Yeah, we ridin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ridin', yeah (Flex)
Yeah, we ridin' (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 (Woah), only handshaker (Shake)
Boys in the hood, favor for favor (Yeah)
We knockin' on your door
One, two, three and to the four (Pap)
Ich rapp' wie Snoop one-take (Wah)
Ich rapp' wie Amis auf Haze (Ah, yeah-yeah)
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 ridin', yeah
Yeah, we ridin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ridin' in this Maybach, Drac' on my seat
Opps on the watch, they can feel the summer heat
So we ridin', yeah (Flex)
Yeah, we ridin' (Yeah, yeah, tell 'em, go hard)