Tujhe Maaf Kiya

When I got my first brick from Nino

I went from a zero to a hero

My youngen ran off with the reload

He was a little fat shit like Deno

I used to link this ting on the D-low

She was looking like Ginger from Casino

And that pussy sweet like Haribos

I used to give her free blow to bag up all the kilos

Dressed in black like a emo

On this bully boy ting like Deebo

We've been bad since MySpace and Bebo

I shot him in the face through the peephole

Chaabian Boyz 2, this is the sequel

Lethal like AIDS blood in the needle

I sit and make du'a for my people

My ends full of zombies like Resident Evil

Bengali ting from Whitechapel

She ain't on sniff, but she might dabble

If she does a line, then she might babble

She used to help me move all the white gravel

Out all night like a vampire

You ain't getting P's, you're a damn liar

I was on the strip with a gram buyer

You was tryna get lit like a campfire

Shoot you from behind, call it backfire

Thought you had a plan, but it backfired

You ain't going nowhere like a flat tyre

Blow it like a hand dryer, get my stack higher

Why you chancing your life?

Catch a man slipping, that's Dancing On Ice

Shoot straight, I ain't got my arm in the sky

I've got hittas in France and dargs in Dubai