Panamera Songtext

von Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

I pull up in a Panamera
Drop the top off the Panamera
Get my dick sucked in Panamera
Pourin' lean in a Panamera
Do a drive-by in a Panamera
I pulled up in a Panamera
Countin' dirty money in a Panamera
Load my Glock in a Panamera
Count guap in the Panamera
I'm getting top in a Panamera

Young nigga [?]
I pull up in the Panamera
Young nigga in the Panamera
Flexin' up in the Panamera
Candy white on my Panamera
Sellin' that dope through America
Yeah, nigga, I be flexin'
Yeah, nigga, I be flexin'
Yeah, nigga, I be flexin'
Yeah, nigga, I be flexin'
Countin' money in a Panamera
Countin' money in a Panamera
So much money all in the air
Throw a hundred thousand, nigga, I don't care
I'm a young nigga so you know I splurge
Sittin' back in a Panamera
Drop the top off the Porsche
Roof, yeah, got divorced
Don't ask the price, I'd afford
I don't ask the price, I can afford it
I don't ask the price, I can afford it
Balenciaga, no Jordans
Don't ask the price, I can afford it
Don't ask the price, I can afford it
Balenciaga, no Jordans
Whole lotta lean pourin'

I'm rich as fuck in a Panamera
Worth twenty plus in a Panamera
These niggas talkin', these niggas scary
They shootin' shots up in the air
Fifty K my chandelier
Young nigga, I'm gettin' money
My Jury girl, my jury birdy
Click clack pow pow
Bright day, right now
Got young niggas comin'
Young niggas gunnin'
Young niggas shooters
Young nigga movement
I got young nigga shooters
It's a young nigga movement
I flex hard, nigga, everyday
My whole squad, we gettin' cake
Shootin' niggas up in they face
Catch the case, then beat the case
Hundred K in the Panamera
I'm sellin' dope all through America
Pull up, these bitches starin'
I'm on fire, I'm on fire
Yeah, nigga
Rich Gang
Ten pints, ten pounds, roll up
It's a done deal, nigga