Rollin' in the plane, sky so high,

Viking Shaddy droppin' down, see the fire,

Hustlin' on a level where the clouds inspire,

License to thrill like a Bond attire.

Jet engines roar, makin' hearts deflate,

In the stratosphere, floatin' past the gate,

Money drip slicker than an oil state,

Power like Thor with a hammer of fate.

Sky high, feel the wind in your face,

Adrenaline rush, heart begins a race,

Fire in the cockpit, no time to waste,

Viking Shaddy leadin' this aerial chase.

Altitude sickness, can’t handle the pace,

Navigatin' through turbulence, an ace,

Champagne showers in the club's embrace,

Landin' on runways, leavin' no trace.

Clouds whipped cream, scenery divine,

Sky painted canvas, pure design,

Life up here, never confined,

Eagle-eyed view, world redefined.

Lights flash like paparazzi, fame in my grip,

Turbulence shakes but I never slip,

In high demand, fly the ultimate trip,

Viking Shaddy soarin', let the lyrics rip.