Ferrari

Yes, my beats got an Indian touch

Of course, do I not say it much?

I'm brown, had dosa for brunch,

choru for lunch, mixed with the sambar

I eat so good when I'm home

Yeah, freshly cooked by my amma

Boy, I can't wait for the summer

Now I got so much stuff to remember

Malayalis, mundu and saree

Things won't change, when I get my Ferrari

Karimeen curry, fuck calamari

Still on the look out to find my kumari

I'm wearing my mundu, doing the madakkikuthu when I get mad

I'm drinking the kallu, chellappo adichu pambu when I get sad

I'm still your nalla payyan 'cuz I still go to the ambalams

I go there to pray to the lord and eat the sadhya with the pappadoms

I'm loving this life, I'm born in the south side, I'm in love with my Kerala

So beautiful, we call it God's own country

Now let me bring in the tabla

I don't wanna hear bad samsaaram

Ningade nenjil enthoru bhaaram

I'm on my way to the top

You can't make it stop

Boy, that's my prathikaaram

In both English and Malayalam

On this beat, I'm on this thaalam

Ain't nobody like me

All agree

Madd Tempest oru thaaram

Madd Tempest aaloru thaaram

It just looks like njanoru paavam

Boy, Imma get my prathikaaram

Then I might sleep go rareeraram (X2)

Ketto njanoru thaaram

And Imma get my prathikaaram

Kanda njan oru paavam

But Imma get my prathikaraam

Madd Tempest aaru? oru thaaram

Imma get my prathikaaram (X2)

Mone, Imma get my prathikaaram