A Painting

Ay tum gin rhe the din hum gin rhe the saal, bruh

Merko aati nai neend aur halka sa ganja

Koi dikkat hai yahn toh please de bata de

They-they say thousand words a painting

Tabiyat se shabd hai hazaar bruh

Aa dekhle nazaara

Married to the game, bhaiyya dulhe raja

Merko sun par tu dhund nai paega

Merko dhund par tu choo nai paega

Mu dikhai pe bhi munna na mu dikhaega

Merko tu sikhaega, kaisa

Beeti kal pe BT lete nai jaani hum yahn

Mai roz, roz, roz ghuma

Cookin in the studio but the shit still raw

Its still raw, yea, yea, Its still raw

Yeah, its still raw

Kitta banger aata gin lo

I bang 'er when she bent low

Bada Bentley mai aati, kaafi capital

But she sexy girl, when she sensible

Scene hai simple

You fuck hos only in principle

Aur mai aate jaate diwaar taap ke

Tap that ass

Never catch a breath

Warna pack up hai

Kaafi packed hai space

Par hum adjusted

When I pack a J

J R A back on stage

Ay tum gin rhe the din hum gin rhe the saal, bruh

Merko aati nai neend aur halka sa ganja

Koi dikkat hai yahn toh please de bata de

They-they say thousand words a painting

Tabiyat se shabd hai hazaar bruh

Aa dekhle nazaaruh

Yeah it's still raw

Saath bethe khali big shots

Aabhi aana na tu beethar

Nazaree alag trip par

Mere OGs paale geedhad

Haanji dhad sir se alag

Mil ti jhalak sir pe sanak

Chuuna falak, Ghuma headquarters mein

kheeche bande quarter k upar

Chalti dry state mein liquor

Kyunki paisa khana pet bhar

Upar se with no features

Rolling around the streets vibin with my reefer

Baarish ka keeda you belong to the keechad

Aur fatt gaye joote mere chahiye naye sneakers

Brushing up my verses... they painting my future

Ay tum, ay, aye tum, aye tum, aye tum

Ay tum gin rhe the din hum gin rhe the saal, bruh

Tum paper nahi rakhte mai dunga na stash pro

Hum kheeche bhi rakhte we quicker than flash bruh

They-they say thousand words a painting

Tabiyat se shabd hai hazaar bruh

Aa dekhle nazaara

Aa dekhle nazaaruh