Name is? (feat. Kahani.)

Hard
Body pe pade hai scars
Aankhon se dekhte stars
Cross bhi saath
Jhoot si hoti hai man ki baat
Peeche na dekhte, neeche de jhaak
Lagata shades, pasand hai cars
Venom ke saath Peter se par-
Ker se likhe hai geet
soch hai meri ye dabbe ke bahar
Hoti purani ye kahani bekaar
Bar pe bar Sharma ke bhaagega esco-bar
100/100 ladka hai bada ye hoshiyaar
Rishtedaar ka padha prabhav, choose karo beta
Baatein tumhari ye sar ke bahar
Chalke paltan se ghoome bazar
Phone bhi kare ye hang-
Over the seas khadi saath wolfpack
Welcome I'm making a track
Bhaagne ka shok nahi, but I'm fast
Pen jo chodi toh bana main blank
Na karna pretend
Na karna pretend
Na karna pretend

Go

Nah we don't pretend
We came from the bottom, we never pretend
I'll smoke my own homie if he gon pretend
I talk my own shit while I flex my brands
Puff, puff, pass
We smoking this beat
Racks on racks
We playin dirty
Where's my payment? It ain't for free
Stop with your cap, you're a wanna be
Scars on my heart, I never stop bleeding
Tears on my eyes but I never stopped smiling
Yeah
If I'm telling the truth I be lying
The truth is I'm better than y'all
But your jealous ass won't accept that
Trynna hit me with the facts but you end up capping them
Every record that I made is a bop
These rappers too soft, eat em like baguettes
I'm laughing so bad looking at your stats
Hah
Enough of your jokes
We ain't playing here
If you ain't in the squad
Don't interfere
Ready for war
Upgraded gear
Fivio Big Drip
Nipsey crip shit
Juicy lip stick
She's looking too fine, I can feast on her lips
They ain't messing with me, they're afraid of my fist
Every song that I make it comes with a twist
Life is too short, I wanna take risks
Your grills ain't nothing in front of my bricks
Baow
Truth is too bitter and sour
Respect the money and power
Your man's hiding, he a coward
Give my new bitch a flower
Yeah
She's digging on me, she liking my flavour
Raised on the streets, I'm the greatest debater
Charming and handsome that's my X factor
Baow