Let it Ride - By Omkar

Step in clean with the frame on fire Shoes on the marble,

taking it higher Bass line talking with a curve and snap Whole

room moving when the drums attack Cut so quick but I stay

composed Gold in the motion,

the stance, the clothes Every little turn got the deal locked in

Watch me turn a cold start into a win Hold that look,

let the whole thing breathe One more step and we break the

screen Wind it up,

let the ceiling spin Right on time,

let the night begin Technicolor funk,

let it ride, let it ride Boardroom swagger with the heat up

high Technicolor funk, when we move,

we shine Cut to the beat and the world falls in line

Technicolor funk, let it ride,

let it ride Bold in the glow with a clean-cut stride

Fresh set angle and the lens goes wide Sharp like a headline,

smooth like a glide Hands on the future with a steady nerve

Every small detail got a sudden curve Talk with rhythm,

move with grace Leave that mark in a crowded place No luck

here, just timing and taste Built for the jump and the clean

escape Take it down low,

let the bassline speak Lean in close,

feel the whole floor sweep One spark,

two sparks, then we ignite Big brass calling and the time feels

right Technicolor funk, let it ride,

let it ride Boardroom swagger with the heat up high Technicolor funk,

when we move, we shine Cut to the beat and the world

falls in line

Technicolor funk, let it ride,

let it ride Bold in the glow with a clean-cut stride

Ride, ride

Technicolor funk