Lyrics

Crack the bar so you can get a blow off it Dug happily in the grave, I'm better off scoffin, mai bhot raucous Dastaane mai dabaake chala stash Achooth ko bhi Midas touch pass, and they love that Who's up for a Decappuccino? Guillotine, the way a neck tie had my father's head off his base Pigeonholed in an office space Now the fam ask me to go off videsh But nah I'm still here To provide architectural amendments on your top 5 Lists Walking head on in a fog light mist While they still worship a self proclaimed punchline king Par woh mera saath maangegi Toh tujhe Dene apne wakt ke maine 8 aane ni Kaarnaame kaale izzat mujhe raas aani ni 4 kari usne aagey mujhse 7 baate ki Maan khaarij aur falak ke neeche 5 taare ni I be plannin on my trifecta, sly shepherd Matlab maine teeji aankhein kholi Yaha kaloli jaise pushing 40 40 ounces fucking packed or it's deuces dalhousie Duh-uh if susan is a bitch then I'm better off scoffing on your jane austen Take off it, charamseema seemit for BVB Let the hell breaks on us Meri aadatein kharaab hai Habits gone to the gutters So it's 1 of 1, 101 percent the finest in your acr And its done, dusted Cherry on the top of my bun maske Sakht kasbe haavi, never but never say never in my city Har din the bricks of the house switches Chaar duni chaar in the ditches Find me in one cause my trigger finger itches Home is where the heart is, so count on the bitches Blow off the pot and pound on the riches From the city that's recession hit Green sheets on City slums when that g20 bullshit was here Depths of the brain was obsessed with superficial Now the only way it's gonna feel something's a Ruger pistol I got Money in the mattress i sleep on my problems Hear my life through these beats like the speaker's a horcrux Auction my soul to the promisers of commerce Dede monikers ke dollars, imma chronicle the squalor Cuz the squalor chronic It's no problem when i dont speak Issa problem when i do Hai khij, hataash, suroor Bekaar jisme jhooma bhai 4 raat no sleep Incarcerating thoughts and an aggravated mood The flame of my ambition blue Burn my soul in it dheemi aanch par jaley tadpe meri rooh This that cup ramen and toast hunger Wash it down with some spiked weed and weak tetrapack juice PCR khadi dallo ko protection deri kyu Sector 7 next to the ice cream parlour 3:30 on my watch 6 pe bhagaare through the zoo Put you in your place ya I put you through the zoo, through the roof Mattha teke ghutna choom ya ghutna teke get to do Get to work, every verse a solid A but beggars can't choose My eyes are green, should wonder if i eat my cantaloupe Shauhar been recluse, ask the status of the street zooters Please hoopers, don't fetch the ball too far off of glee shooters Shauhar been recluse, never ask the status of the street zooter Be scooter, fuck your masters up for a bitch move And too many stories to tell like i'm rick rubin He's an old man enzo, this not a frenzy Fuck your 15s with one like Kareem Benzy brother
Writer(s): Arnav Nigam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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