Letras
Paper kama paper cuts
Paper daba paper kharch
Paper jala paper buzz
Paper pe likha ussi paper pe crush
Paper bana paper darj
Paper gawah liye paper ke kash
Paper jama paper zapt
Paper pe likha ussi paper pe crush
Bande puche Siyaahi ghadi ghadi jaata kidhar
Kare balance figure chahiye hari hari spinach
Scheme deta kalti, I will be back in a minute
Two sides of a story mera same, mirror image
Do or die mere bhai jo tu dead dikhe finesse paise ghar se kamaye
Bidness pandemic level
Kisi ke baap ka nahi khaye, na jamai
Shallow pockets nahi sambhal sakti more wishes
Jaake dhoondh mere flows ke hai kitne aur mimics
Jaake dhoondh pure scene mein hai kitne aur gimmicks
It was all a dream ready to die
I am the biggie that survived
Teri magazine mein kitne aur bullets
Judake thode alphabets kamata mai digits
GST bhi show pe lage TPC pe billings
Thaltej Publishing Company
Release pe release ab aur koi purpose nahi
Jaake dhundh mile Siyaahi bhai kidhar, mai ATM at the moment
Pariksha mein farre le jate kuch ghanta nahi padha
Mai setlist prep karta show ki partner in crime mera Gogo
Aur Stash apna pro apan shaukeen
Milte bas bhajiye akhbaaron mein kon doondhe khabar ya naukri
Fun fact I don't have enough paper to pamper me
Mehnat ke vetan se paper jama
Aur paper ko ghumaake tu vapour bana
Nikla niche se upar main taker miya
Tu sumdi main jaake bas shaker hila
Main ni rukta chahe jitne hater liya
Mujhko de tu ek mic aur de keval pila
Tu bas table chala aur de labour laga
Appan stago pe chadke de theater laga
Tu poora nakaara
Tu kooda kabaada
Tu baate ghumaata aur choona lagaata
Ni chooka nishaana, tu poora dikhawa
Tu kya hi dekha agar nai ghumaa Nawada
Tu kya hi ukhaada agar nai choola chalaata
Tu deta bahana aur leta banana
Tu thassi main aakhir ka choora chabaata
Tu bhookha bechaara
Bande maange autograph aisa lage ki mai sign karu dastaawez
Show pe nahi pehenta dastaane meri maa deri das taane
Fans mange release, diye das bahane
Hathon mein kalam, ghadi, voh aur jota hi jachta hai
Sambhalte sambhalte sambhal mai
Khat likhe apan mazmoon naap le
Luka Modric, na Mbappe
Ek Paisa hi haathon ka mel
Mujhe OCD nahi shoot karke khana khaate old city side
Pareh hata tere goats mujhe dal ghoshth toh totally bhai
Tere hits mujh tak phoch hi nahi paye
Siyaahi Bhai on the stage khulle baal miley godly vibes
Aadhe AMD se connect mera cordially tight
Aake bhaap mere zakham mai hu mortally wounded but alive
Broccolli khaate na khawaye
Chowkdi mixing na maate
Ae toh aemj na fukaaye mere gaano mein bantai na bacchi na bhamai
Meri dilruba zyada nahi dil mera dukhaaye
Siyaahi bhai kare spaz
Apne dukhde bhi sunaye gaano mein harami vese mai polite
Choti umar mein tha seekha ki paper bachate na udaaye
Aadat kharab kese chudaye
Paisa hi haathon ka mail mujhse dhulte nahi dhulaaye
Paper kama paper cuts
Paper daba paper kharch
Paper jala paper buzz
Paper pe likha ussi paper pe crush
Paper bana paper darj
Paper gawah liye paper ke kash
Paper jama paper zapt
Paper pe likha ussi paper pe crush