"Panamera" lyrics - DOMINIC FIKE

In a two seater, two feet from the finish
Yo bittie shotgun
Drawing sinister plot twists
Hop in the cars, Nick ore
Most of my rhymes sit
Look like close to my side
Nigga I'm growing this shit, I need a new wardrobe
But look, I fit in a Panamera
Ben & Jerry's the cream that I wanna spit
I'm in an American
Dream of a lot of shit I never had
I'm addicted
Picture me rollin', picture my niggas in more of them whips [?] in the room
Twenty four to get the pick, then go
Seven up and send that bitch 'outta time
Sip and you know
[?] it don't matter to [?]
Hoe I'm a general, LB lieutenant
In fact I've been better
Lately been back in my vibes, really feel alive, really feel alive
Get it how you live, nigga get it now
Go and get it now with me, yeah
Be like

[Outro:]
Where you, where you been?
Ay, done
Suck my dick
Nigga need 'sum to eat
Ay, run it back one more
Shit sound hard at the end