F*CK WHAT THEY SAY

King Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game (Phew) main hoon Rocky, El-Dorado Kalakaaron ka Picasso Mexico se aaya koka Shawty kehti, "Check kara do" De do mauka ya dilaa do Wo rehti Pune, gayi Milano Use town mein pehle nahi dekha Hase duur se khadi gulaabo Main bhi eight figure (yeah), Wonder Homie qila (woo) Acre mein ghar le raha, spare pada beegha Beeghe mein hai gaadi Gaadi mein qafila (fila, fila) We livin' everyday I mean look at me, I'm 6 feet 3 Tall, dark and handsome, na paiso ki kami Blanko lagaya, teri Shawty ho gayi freeze Tu maan ya na maan, per wo ab se meri Ab kahenge ke "Duniya aise nahi chalti" Jo maine chala di, toh bolo, kiski galti? Wo paani mein bhi jaaye toh bhi shola lagti Toh kyun na haath jale? Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game (-what I'm sayin', P town baby, Hindi maatribhasha) Dekh meri life Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein hai ice Haters mere land pe, photo pe hai like Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein hai ice Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein- Bhalte ke wajah se lagi dalindiri Meri maadhi mereko badach ka BT de rahi AMG whip, hood mein maaroon gedi Meri (dekhti he boli, "Kya photo de rahi?") Chalti gaadi mein wo mera choco le rahi Wo dikhti same to same; Katy Perry (company) Likhta hoon mein aisa, yeh log karna maangte relate (haan) Tu aur tera homie, tum dono ka hai wicket Ek maadhi mereko bas ho gayi, nako mereko bitches Ek haath mein Rolex hai, dusre haath mein Patek Flip karta money, bhai, black money safed (white) Hater log ka faayda nahi, jhadta nahi comment Gaand jaldi logon ki, main aur daalta rocket Half quarter khaali kari, half meri girlfriend Log dhundh rahe meri weakness, tu ho gayla maam useless Tune bana diya heartless, maine bitha diya market market Seedha Aladdin ka carpet, nahi gaali sunte maa pe Sirf dete idher chaapte, apne bacche log sab fast hain Ek joint hai pan last hai, apli aankh dekh blast hai Yeh generation lost hai, mutton ka shop hai Kharjula opp' hai (ayy, opp'), fir kyun na gaand jale? Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game Fuck what they say (fuck what they say) Aur kya hai vishay (aur kya hai vishay) I'm on my way To fuck this game Gunehgaari kshetra You already know what it is This is your Rocco, baby Baaton ki chod ni, kheechenge chaapad kyonki, beta, hum tere jaise ni Yahan koi vote ni, mera hai shaasan, duunga ghaav, chot hogi waise ni Jo schoolon ke chhod ke baste chalte the ghar kyonki ghar pe the paise ni Wahin pe Gucci pehen ke kaat raha suwar, mujhse leta gujji kek paise ni, woo! Yeh sabki hai win, I'm not alone committing sins Chanakyapuri se Cannes ka carpet, bitch, I'm alone walkin' in YouTube ke rapper ne jis din kiya mujhe khaali baithe yuun hi bewajah diss Usi din ghusa baitha, raja, Under 30 Asians Forbes ki list I don't mean to disrespect but, my friends, the gap is big I don't want to diss anyone, 'cause my friend the stack is thick The story is not about who's worst or who's best in it It's all about rags and rich, it's all about food and splits Kabhi baari banda ni bolta, deke zamana jo bolta kaam Kabhi bhaari banda nahi chhedta, sab se rakhta duaa-salaam Mera zameer ni kehta, baaton ki belt se kheench duun khaal Per Stanny, in sabki maa chod daal Tune style mera dhaapa, tereko chowk mein diya tha laafa Bolna chahta, likh nahi paata, baja tu dhol, main bajata taasha Nashik dhol var aai jaavto, me road var, tu aayi gaal, me ghaalto choker Chowk madhi dhingna, taakto gondhal, bhaau laa phone kar, kon hai sponsor? Ho gaye the jhagde, ho gaya conquer, maar ke quarter, hood ki shotter Chal raha offer, hip-hop proper, album drop kar, gaana pause kar Tere paas Air Force, mere paas poori force, drip when I walk Diss karta mereko, baap ko tu bhool gayla Matlab tu behenchod, tere yahan ke baap gina, nikle, bro, 150 Main sunta Young Thug aur tu sunta Justin Bieber 808 aise daala, fatt gaye inke speaker Pyaar agar karta toh fir sabke saamne kiss kar Fame nahi mil raha, bole Stan ko mumma diss kar (Kele) tumhein khud ko maaloom kya vishay, kya ni Company on, gang of fuckers (P town baby, King) O, King bhai, vataao in log ko Yeh nikamme lawde, in log ka kya vishay (ayy) Hindi