Panamera Omelly (Ft. Meek Mill)

[Intro: Omelly]
Dreamchasers
This a movement, a lifestyle
Everything foreign

[Verse 1: Omelly]
They got me flexin' in a Panamera
Niggas hatin' on me, no [?]
Got a lot of swag, got Louis kicks but I never wear em
Started coach, now it's G5 when I’m fuckin landin'
I'm a fuckin' bandit
Hol’up, I'm a fuckin' bandit
Got two hoes and it's one of me, that's a fuckin' sandwich
I get work and I pitch that and I underhand it
If you gettin' paper then why you hating?
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it
I'm a fuckin' cannon
You mad dog 'cuz my cast long and you fuckin' scramblin'
You try to snatch my chain nigga you fuckin gamblin
You dead pockets, get a head shot, that’s DJ damage
Pussy 'cuz we ain’t playin'

[Hook x2]
I'm on that fly shit, flyer than you ever been
I'm on that real shit, realer than you ever been
I'm on that still shit, talkin' get you laid out
I'm on that Cali, what I’m blowin got me spaced out