[Hook: Killa Fonic]x2
One ho, plus prelude, in rotation, lotta smoke
Phenomenons, they’re all hoes, phenomenons, I don’t fuck hoes
Elegant and they’re all bent, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers
Elegant, I call them gloomy panthers, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers

[Verse 1: Killa Fonic]
These hoes ain’t local
These hoes seem like they’re from Cosmos, bruh
These bitches fuck hard
These bitches are stellar
So much snakery, so many dirty nights
Broken bottles, screams, ambulance
I won’t get to jail, to asylums or to hospitals
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, bruh
Lama Fina, ay, ho, yah
My clique is fuckiin’ hard, bro, yah
Tony Montana how I kick it, yah
Another pair of Pradas, I get ‘em
‘Til Morello gets ‘em, ay, yah
The club jumps how the house jumps to Grasu
The club jumps how it jumps, pussy, how does it jump?
Groove bass, you jump off cocaine, you do it like that, just like that
Satrathug ‘til I’m buried, the money I make ‘til I’m baked
Lama Fina, slum crow
I keep the wood in the ass of pussies ‘cause I want them
Mary in my paper, it’s menage-a-trois
My crow, Luca, on the buttons is possessed
My Satra is fuckin’ hard, I’m blessed
I drink Tussamag and I’m healed

[Verse 2: NOSFE]
Daddy’s elegant girls, my panthers, come here
Get under the stage to get a Satra flow shower
A crew of bad bitches, they look like it’s Sailor Moon
I listen to Marracash and Gue Pequeno, Italian vibe for real
The club jumps, I give ‘em the Satra balance, it wets all the pussy
I don’t just want one, tonight more at once
This is O.$.O.D. II, I’ll eat your satrabitch pussy
Let’s go in the room so I become your new daddy

[Hook: Killa Fonic]x2
One ho, plus prelude, in rotation, lotta smoke
Phenomenons, they’re all hoes, phenomenons, I don’t fuck hoes
Elegant and they’re all bent, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers
Elegant, I call them gloomy panthers, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers

[Verse 3: Keed]
Mmm, let me eat that little butterfly of yours
After I’m done with you, your ass will be over
Iiiit’s a good thing that you know what you want
While you’re on your knees and you look in my eyes
The mascara leaks slow, slow on the cheek
Mixed with tears of happiness, not of sorrow
And after you’re done with the warm up
Come to daddy to explain to you what happiness is
I hit her like the bowling ball hits the pins, take it on the scar
Ask for all you want, helicopter with propeller
The dumbest animal from Keed came out
Swallow all, nothing needs to drop, woo
I want us to have kids

[Verse 4: Super ED]
You’re panthers, I’ll get in the mix with panthers
Ooooh, wearin’ sneakers, scented and dick hair shaved
My vocabulary is elevated, she rolls her eyes over
She whispers to me that her dream is to fuck trap artists
On the dick, I take you where you want like What’s Up
My taxi is not yellow, it’s emerald green
Your panties, animal print, cheetah
I will fill your mustache with Harap-Alb
And she don’t have a pussy anymore ‘cause I ate
And she don’t have an ass anymore ‘cause I ate
And she don’t want to get out of bed anymore
And she don’t want us to climb out of sin anymore
I hit the panther, panther forever
I put my dick in the panther from the sun to the moon
I hit the panther, panther forever
I put my dick in the panther from the sun to the moon
When I give ‘em the punchline like Uzzi
Dick to pussy, panther over
Dick to pussy, panther over
Dick…get the fuck outta here, ho

[Hook: Killa Fonic]x2
One ho, plus prelude, in rotation, lotta smoke
Phenomenons, they’re all hoes, phenomenons, I don’t fuck hoes
Elegant and they’re all bent, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers
Elegant, I call them gloomy panthers, elegant, I call ‘em gloomy panthers