Solace

I ain't really fuck with no fake ones
Cuz the fake ones doin' fake runs
Half of these bitches got 'em fake buns
Them fake ass bande with them fake guns

Fake bande saare mere pe
Mere vairi saare bhidne ko kalpe
Teri bandi mere message ko tarse
Main pussy karu claim tu kare kharche

Subah aare bheekh ke jo parche
Come in my crib, you can search it
Fir banegi jo parcho ki batti
Tabhi hote saare twenty-two twenty-two thirty-six

Abe tu Pagal hai kya saale?
Haath to milara kabhi aankh bhi mila le
Maya ke pujari hain looks ke deewane babu
Soch samajh ki saari tod do deewarein

Main keha tod do deeware bhai
Mod de tu gaadi seedha jheel ke kinaare bhai
Jheel ke kinaare baithi shawty kare bath
Main bhi kashh lagara baitha, der sawer

I ain't really fuck with no fake ones
Cuz the fake ones doin' fake runs
Half of these bitches got 'em fake buns
Them fake ass bande with them fake guns

Ye bhi fake, vo bhi fake, only gas koi ni brake
Gaadi ho gai do sau paar, I am driving on a lake
Gaadi karti jaati slide, slippin' Honda uska make
Gotta keep it in the line, thoda aage peeche dekh

Aage peeche dekh, peeche lage maame
Cali baitha plug mera maare mujhe taane
Kehta what the fuck Oozy? I can see you slipping
Tension na le homie kyuki maame ko main tipping

Maame ko main dedu thodi bread, now I'm loose
Pull out game strong, to bhi condom karo use
Kyuki zimmedaari sapno mein bhi karega tu choose
This is up to you, kaise time karein use

I ain't really fuck with no fake ones
Cuz the fake ones doin' fake runs
Half of these bitches got 'em fake buns
Them fake ass bande with them fake guns