>>94041206(Verse 1)
Yo, it's Raora Pantera, pink panther supreme,
Reppin’ Italy, servin’ up that dream.
Fries on my pizza, don’t call it obscene,
That’s just the way that I run my cuisine!
(Chorus)
Chattini beggin’, "Yo, where’s my jetpack?"
I shake my head, tell ‘em, "Step back!"
Ain’t no flights, just vibes, that’s facts,
Pink panther’s rules, better check that!
(Verse 2)
Drippin’ in style, got that feline grace,
Runnin’ Hololive, keepin’ up the pace.
Mamma mia, I’m bringin’ the heat,
From Napoli streets to the virtual beats!
(Bridge)
No jetpacks, don’t test that,
I’m too fly, can’t best that.
Pink fur, got ‘em perplexed,
Raora’s world, Chattini’s next!
(Outro)
So grab a slice, take a bite, let’s go,
Fries on top, yeah, that’s my flow.
Hololive’s panther, stealin’ the show,
Raora reigns, now you know!
