LA PANTERA (part. Marcos Villalobos)

Cruisin' in my ride, a brand new Raptor
You can hear it roaring, the engine's been tuned up
Called the Panther, just 'cause I'm a badass
I pack my heat and let it loose wherever I go

With red eyes from that cherry weed
Versace pants, Burberry shirt
Living like a rockstar, surrounded by artists
Models from magazines and a trip to Ibiza

I'm feeling dizzy, just pure sativa
Rollin' in a supercharged ride that sounds like a beast
The cheap girls don’t even look, they know who I am
Fuck it, I'm the kid who runs the whole scene

I don’t give a damn about anyone who saw me down
I don’t back down, I didn’t take any shortcuts
With the cherry, I chill out, and without a plane, I fly
The heat's tucked under the seat of my ride, my ride

All the girls call me and tag me in their stories
I drive them crazy and they jump on me solo
She wants me to give her a little from my stash
She’s not scared of the radio, she knows how it goes

I’ll buy you all the Prada, I’m not into roses
Deals with Colombians
They bring me the good stuff
Dressed in pixelated gear, and the ride’s armored

What’s up?, what’s that sound?, you can hear it bang
The heat when I roll out to the mountains
Like Taliban, we’re in a war
Fighting for the turf, protecting my land
What’s up?, what’s the deal?, here comes the Panther
If you missed me, you can fuck off

'Cause today I’m coming back worse
I’m more of a badass now
I’ve gotten tougher
Yeah, yeah, for sure

Let them test it if they want to see
'Cause here we throw down for anyone who wants to step
They want to charge high for the bag
But we all know they can’t handle it

I say it face to face to see if they can back it up
My crew won’t move until I give the order
We roll in a caravan
Whenever I want, I give the green light

The blondes jump on me
I show them some love, I bless the weed
They don’t behave, they get wild with me
And they scream for it
They get high and take a little pic

So we can keep the memory, fucking in the ride
When she begged me to go slow
Slower, easy, babe, come a little closer
I miss your body, just for a little while

So we can keep the memory, fucking in the ride
When she begged me to go slow
Slower, easy, babe, come a little closer
I miss your body, just for a little while

I call Marbella, she makes me see stars
She passes me the heat when the cops are on my tail
Ana Sof gets jealous, she always starts a fight
She gets upset 'cause she knows I work with the bad guys
Regina’s my neighbor, I can’t shake her off
She likes my chains that give me that street vibe

And if they come looking for me, what’s the problem?
I’m at your service, money don’t matter
And if they find me, what’s the problem?
I don’t give a fuck, I’ll be waiting for them

Cruisin' in my ride, a brand new Raptor
You can hear it roaring, the engine's been tuned up
Called the Panther, just 'cause I'm a badass
I pack my heat and let it loose wherever I go

With red eyes from that cherry weed
Versace pants, Burberry shirt
Living like a rockstar, surrounded by artists
Models from magazines and a trip to Ibiza

I'm feeling dizzy, just pure sativa
Rollin' in a supercharged ride that sounds like a beast
The cheap girls don’t even look, they know who I am
Fuck it, I'm the kid who runs the whole scene.