Kya hai?
Bajjega raga toh fattegi gaand
Paper hum maare fir taake hum chaand
Gardan pakad ke fir dharrey hum kaan
Kaan pakad ke sikhaate hum kaam
Baatein na chod tu zara si bhi mannki
Ikka sab idhar yaha saare hai sanki
Doobie aur munchies
Ye chakhna hai crunchy
Aur pehna hai LV
Father mere mantri
Yuh!
Na hai koi darr
Na mujhko khauf
Wallet me MD hai karr thodi snort
Imported daaru ye
Rakhi top notch
Marne ka darr kisko bitch im a god
Ladke yah saare depressed
Hote arrest
Joote me glock
Karde kalesh
Dhaka kya maarenge padh gaya dent
Homies bhi bole ki flow mera best
Everest!
Karta na rest
Gaane bajjey mere saari raat
Jese grub fest
Mile sex
There some hoes in my car
Kare kaarobar
Puff pass malana
Dum toh laga
Pura kheech ja
Pura peeja
Thoda seekh ja
Roll karna
Yuh!
Kyun?
Kyunki beta hum hai kaandi ladke!
Pudiya khaali karte
Hum sirf apne baap se darte
Hum hai kaandi lakde
Beta hum hai Kaandi Ladke!
Hum azaad hi dharte
Humse kidhar jaara bachke
Hum hai kaandi ladke
Kya hai?
Khete yeh karenge show pe haan show up
They need to grow up
I ain't paranoid I'm so annoyed
Call me Mr. sigmund Freud
Kyuki launde yaha pe fixated
They out-dated
Immature I ama dictate it
Dictate it!
Dictate it!
You know!!
Lanat hai kartein baatein ladke laane ki
Paunch nhi mujhtak haan aane ki
Launde corny sale pheeke fries
Gram pe G phir apologize
Baatein kafi inki polarized
If you fuck with the real Gs keep yo open eyes
Cuz sooner or later you will realize
Launde jo khade they apne hi pichey
Woh haathon pe maal ghissa re they
Opps ki bandi bhi marti hai
Ese jo hum bhi hai gaane banaa rahey
Badey sudhaarey they
Rehpat pe rehpat laga ke sudhaare they
Baatein jab faili toh hood me launde bhi saare
Ab kaandi bulaare hai