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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ammaz Ali
Ammaz Ali
Performer
Zbk
Zbk
Performer
AMAZE
AMAZE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ammaz Ali
Ammaz Ali
Songwriter
Zaryab Khan
Zaryab Khan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hassan Khurshid
Hassan Khurshid
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Lyrics

Saare haath uper, poochay ke kon hain Pooche to bolna ke laundey hum hood ke Han jo bhi kuch krte sab samne Peet peeche nai ksi ke foonkte Han banenge hum mout teri, chalegi nai Glock teri, maare bina red dot se Han picture hai flop teri, bandi teri Kisi ko job derhi, dekhrha tu shauk se Han shawty wo maze men club men Call krrhi wo deta nai fuck main Main zyada nai maangta kuch rab se Buhot hai jo bhi kuch diya hai rab ne Wo maangti gift men iphone Usko main dekhun ya pure krun sapne? Han experience bhot hai dekhe mene pyaar kr ke Kuch bhi diya nai love ne Han chehre pe 2 kilo makeup Plastic dikha ke wo mar reli show Han paisa uraane ko maangti Nahi urayega, tu uska bro Mere shooter ko dekh ke tu pack up Tere idol ke sath meri bethak Tujhe need hai to call kr tu backup I am busy at shoot, so phone kara hangup Saare haath uper, poochay ke kon hain Pooche to bolna ke laundey hum hood ke Han jo bhi kuch krte sab samne Peet peeche nai ksi ke foonkte Han banenge hum mout teri, chalegi nai Glock teri, maare bina red dot se Han picture hai flop teri, bandi teri Kisi ko job derhi, dekhrha tu shauk se Ye gaari men bajega shawty go vroom Bitch that is not your room Ye saalon ko chahiye re golden sa spoon Ye larke log horele off tune Ye baaten hen bomb si horeli boom Yeah that really sounds a doom We throwing the coldest shit of the year In the month of July after June Boom! Getting everything i need We fucking on green They pilling the beans Yeah they be calling them rapping machine Bitch! They only sixteen, their dad Is running a car on careem Yeah, i'm living their dream They be calling, shawty a girl in the game bitch She is only fifteen Studio men charsen hain, pehli pehl dooj Baap hoon tera, tu mummy se pooch I need every truth or else i'll shoot Fuck what you see, meri nazar men tu jhoot That bitch! Is shitting on the call I'll be putting her on mute You feel, something's wrong Jaa phir diya tujhpe moot Saare haath uper, poochay ke kon hain Pooche to bolna ke laundey hum hood ke Han jo bhi kuch krte sab samne Peet peeche nai ksi ke foonkte Han banenge hum mout teri, chalegi nai Glock teri, maare bina red dot se Han picture hai flop teri, bandi teri Kisi ko job derhi, dekhrha tu shauk se
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