Ohh No (feat. Seedhe Maut)

Haath mein sharaab, aadatein kharaab

Teri chill boy koi baat nahi hai

Papa ne dilayi tujhe nayi car

Woh bhi brand new, bohot sahi

Driving license ke liye di tune ghoos

Dalal ke rate abhi bhi wahi hai

Par wahi cheez neta kare, bade paimane mein

Toh ab dekh teri kaise fat rahi hai

Chahiye haath mein roli par karte wohi

Bandi bhi chahte yeh, jaise ho yeh Kohli

Na pata tujhe kisi aur ka par

Jo khodi ki khud ki kabar, kabar khud ki khod di

Nashe alag hain, haal sabka yahi

Dikhe burai sab mein, na dikhe khud mein kami

Karte yeh jo TV channel batate

Dimag inka hai, soch inki nahi like

Oh, where the fuck did I go?

Man, I'm like we got the show

Where everyone wants to be known

What the fuck have I become?

Look where the fuck have I come

You stay in your feelings, that shit is just dumb

I'm on my way to the sun

God-like

I got more speed, I got more life, more me

I got more needs, more mankind

Man, I'm like

Oh, no, no, no

Chaaron ne chaaron khaane chit kare hain

Yahaan khaane ke laale nahi, rapper bhatere

Ho gaake main chabake main thukun tambaku tu

Oh, no, no, no

Pari solace come in arm

Workin', workin' har din

Winning is certain

Workin', workin' har din

And we got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, how can they do this?

How can they say shit like this in their music?

All of the floor's on the bomb

I'm lovin' the song

What the hell is goin' on?

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Pardon ke aage ki zindagi hoti alag

Par hun peeche ka sach mein batata

Kala ki na hoti kimat yahan zyada hai

Chinta phir aadhe se zyada hai

Haalat buri inki pyaadon se zyaada

Sapna koi inki aankhon mein na tha

Khud ka, khud ko, khud pata nahi

Yeh chale nibhane (Hey) apne (Hey) rishtedaaron (Hey) se (Hey) naata

This is the way I was born to be prodigy

Please watch your mouth when you talk to me

Honestly I never fuck with a wannabe comedy

Fuck with my flow of economy quality

All of this fuck shit is on to me consciously

Homies be passing the broccoli normally

They never need no apology

We had to break the monotony

Oh, no

Raat khatm hone aayi, yahan neend ka pata nahi

Bhuko ke beech, yahan deen ka pata nahi

Badi baat na, yahan bas scene ka pata nahi

Aisa lagta hai ab saala har banda

Kapdon ki salvat pe khanjar liye hai

Muskurahat har kanjar liye hai

Tabhi teri surat se, ni teri aankhon mein zyada dilchaspi liye

No, no, no

Chaaron ne chaaron khaane chit hain kare

Yahaan khaane ke laale nahi rapper bhatere

Ho gaake main chabake main thukun tambaku tu

Oh, no, no, no

Pari solace come in arm

Workin', workin' har din

Winning is certain

Workin', workin' har din

And we got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, how can they do this?

How can they say shit like this in their music?

All of the floor's on the bomb

I'm lovin' the song

What the hell is goin' on?

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like

Oh, oh, no

We got ‘em like

We got ‘em like