(एक-एक, एक दो एक)
(एक-एक, एक दो एक)
Yeah, I could take your girl in like (एक दो एक)
When I'm counting up this money, it's like एक दो एक
Only keep it real because I ain't no fake
So if you tryna fuck with me, no way, José
Highest in the game, I feel like ace of spades
The ironic part is that I never play no games
Yeah, what? Yeah
Boy, you better stay in your lane
Going left-right-left, I might just take first place
Yeah, I'm moving out, I'm with the boys, it look like troops or some'
We ain't got no shooters, but you better know we ain't movin' dumb
They a bunch of losers on computers movin' stupid, bruh
Yeah, sucker punch, Saitama moves, I'm ruthless, uh
Okay, clap, clap, clap, clap, uh
That's the applause for me
Yeah, I'm snapping so hard that I had to go pause the beat
One look at my flow chart, that shit look like a party scene
I'm poppin' off with the troops, I feel like an army chief
What the fuck? Standing ovation
I'm taking over your summer, my girls are known to get dumber
Please don't approach, you get cut up
Leaving you broke in a puddle, they want the smoke, I'm like, "Fuck 'em"
'Yoki got focus and hustle, 'cause I get over the struggles
Yeah, let me get into it, I'ma finish my enemies on my first try
Hit 'em with venom, when I gotta pen it
I'm sick of depending upon another, I don't like your vibe
Motherfuckers know that I be keeping it 100
Whenever I run it, I'm heating like an iPhone 5
Hit up ya city, I'm on a psycho vibe
Keeping it real 'cause I don't like no lies
ASAP, no Rocky, my patience way too cold
I be like face to face, they don't try me
I hate to break it, you're probably the fakest
Basic, most hated ba-na-na fanna, the lamest
I ain't man to go nameless
I take the path to go famous
दिल्ली बसी मेरे नसों में
Album के सारे गाने तेरे लबों में (सब चाहिए)
पूरा गाना खींचा एक ही बार में
मुझे नहीं चाहिए होता double take (कभी नहीं)
लौंडे आते-जाते, करते फ़ालतू hate
आ के बज जा मेरे rubber पे (चू– बे)
धूल चटा के फिर बजते पटाखे फिर मिट्टी फेंकूँ इनकी क़बर पे (brr)
Game में सबसे अलग
मुझ जैसा बनना नहीं सीमित
कला की है नहीं कोई क़ीमत
फुकरे हैं सब, लौंडे सब scheming
करते नहीं काम, they be dreaming
Soft लौंडे देखते ये romcom
Cheerleader हाथ में है pompom
Squash करते beef on call
बातें चोदी, अब मौन कौन? (Shh)
तेरी बंदी सुनती गाने मेरे
पीठ पीछे मुझे ये ताने दे रहे
भाई मेरा बोला, "जाने दे बे"
मुझे नहीं पता ये कहाँ के शेर हैं (मुझे नहीं)
बच्चे तेरे दाँत दूध के (छोटे)
है ये rapper मासूम से (बच्चे)
देखते सपने झाड़-फूँक के
Mic पे मेरे दाग़ ख़ून के
Yuh, yuh, independent नहीं होता मैं sign (क्यूँ मैं sign)
जब तक label नहीं समझता है मेरा design (समझ ना)
सबको पता Rawal, Bharg सबसे versatile (सच)
काम मेरा advanced, लौंडे ultra mild
They really be so mad 'cause I don't rap in an Indian accent
Fuck it, I look away, finna go pass 'em
Minimum stack is in the bro's hands
I'm oh-so cynical, flow so criminal
Bozos? Rid of 'em, hold no prisoners
Show no mercy, in the dojo kicking it
I'm so original, no more intervals
Hold no grudges, I'm solo winning
My mojo bigger, I'm Jojo dripping
You so-so typical, I'm so prolific
One with the flows, my flows, I switch it
Run with the bros', my bros' stay winning
Come with the goals, my goals they bigger
Right under you nose, I'm blowing up sicker
Humble the hoes, I know they gon' pick up
Hundreds and more, I store in the system
Going off like, uh
Get the fuck outta my zone (lil' bitch)
And you better stay outta my throne (lil' bitch)
Blow a kiss to all of these haters (mwah)
In the end, they crowding my phone (tracks)
Wanna sneak diss? I don't mind, bro' (I don't mind)
They be talking much, how would I know? (how would I)
No ego, no pride, no nothing (no nothing)
But I still feel proud of my songs (let's go)
Some rappers be making them big moves
Some rappers just ain't like me (like me)
On stage with a plain white T' (white T')
No friends, no, you ain't my g (oh, no)
I don't want your invite please (fuck that)
In the booth 'cause in my feels (my feels)
I go stupid, it's in my genes
Sit back, let me sip my tea, uh
तू चा पी 'Yoki beach पे बैठ के
मेरे लिए प्यारा, मीठा सुरूर वाला rum का peg
एक दो एक
Bitch, I keep it real, wasn't raised a fake
Album मेरी classic, करे कौन debate?
Competition करे बस अब contemplate
Ooh-yuh, condom face
हेटरों की शकल जैसे condom face
नया music तेरी तरफ़ on the way
You know how I do, bitch, I'm on my wave
एक दो एक
Bitch, I keep it real, wasn't raised a fake
Album मेरी classic, करे कौन debate?
Competition करे बस अब contemplate
Ooh-yuh, condom face
हेटरों की शकल जैसे condom face
नया music तेरी तरफ़ on the way
You know how I do, bitch, I'm on my wave