"DIS DAT DRILL" lyrics
(feat. Shareh, Umer Anjum, Haaezii, Taha Hussain, Kashan Seth & Savage)
Aapka matlooba number iss waqt band hai
Baraye meharbani kuch dair baad koshish kijiye
This that 021
Saara sheher jaane lete mujhe photo sub (Han)
Milay nahi time yeh tou tu meri type nahi
Puche aake bhejoge vocals kab
Drill ho ya Trap, kaboom mera rap
Jaane yahan pe karun saara mein total sub
Lose nahi focus ab
Mein neat rehta boy, kabhi gaya nahi local pubs
Paas bhari clip aise khaali ho
Scars & Screws, mein Shamoon, mein Rovalio, ah
Verse deke shaat, nobody knows
Bye bye bitch, that bitch goes adiós
Hard kon? Hard kon? Weak the party dose
Haal nahi theek idher, li tumne jaali dose
Hit back karay mujhe full body pose
I like the way she move, that shawty goes
Haath bandh chotay, haath bandh, karun naak laal
Bachega tu bachay yahan pe baal-baal
Bigde ka tera bhi haal-waal
Badal denge teri chotay idhar chaal-waal
Ski masks, groupies bolein idhar daaka daal
Pull up with the crew, bete tha-tha-tha
Bhalay hogaye honge zyada saal
Duniya luteri, hum maala-maal
Shuru 021 se end tak, Umair ki beat headshot, bitch duck
Drill King, tera baap laaya wave yeh
Billie Jean, Billie Jean meri game dekh
Tennu naa milay mere warga hun game wich
Tera end pe hai, rapper hoga sandwich
Oh shit mera shot jaise AK-47, big dawg jaise JJ
[?] pe galay pe dekho flow mera wavy
Rukun mein kabhi naa, hona blow mein ne baby
Pehle he bola mein tujhe hun boht crazy
Dhuaein-daar scene, saath beat pe hai Haaezii
Deja vu, hain mind fuck yeh bars
Beqaabu mein, times-up, tu haar
Fuck blue ticks, mein nahi adakaar
Feel so sick, hai rap ka bukhar
Tere bars dry, beta yeh le Vaseline
Pop karun Smoke, R.I.P. to Billie Jean
021 big chukk ke rakha scene
High as fuck, abhi phoonk ke betha teen
Kitne ab naako ko kharchi dein?
Hustle, nahi bete hum parchi pe
Dou paiti side ki branded aaya
Lava ugalte hum dharti pe
Battees chamaat mun pe, batteesi bahir
Ek chamaat pade, daant niklein, hansi nahi bahir
Shimmy shimmy yay, Shimmy shimmy yay
Aankhon me halke, hum halke nahi ayein
Rappers nahi kalke tou neeche yeh balke naa jayein
Upar nigahein sub pe bhar ke nahi jayein
Laat padi kispe ab baat ko dubayein
Socho jou tum log ko karke hum jayein
Channel apne boht [?] se door
Saanpo ki mob [?] du
Haath pe Maa ke mein kama ke dun
Mein tou teri soch dou chamaat may dun
Remand may loon, demand may hun
Tou yeh madarchod karein baatein mere baare
Karay bolay baalay saray gunahgaar hain
Apne bolein janay manay, manay ya naa manay
Jaanch padtaal kare pehen ke dastanay
Sunay mein ne shots
Karke bethe karun jou bhi predict
Jaise mein tou sakari [?]
Aunga ab fully direct
Khhayein beatein teri, Bon Appétit
Saali bitch [?]
Friendly fire kholein bot se bharay
[?] rhyme at the top hum bade
Tere ghar molotov le khade
Behte nahi kahaniyan
Khenchu paisa anne va, milata nahi mein han may han
Phook ke pehle Fatiha
Khenchu tujhe qabar se aur maarun Kamehameha
Game khelein apan wohi so kar ab
Raato-raat chalay yaani poker bus
Khadi-madi hui nahi tou thoka kab
Time-wime aane de, mein dunga thap, fuck
Yeh beat ghulam hai meri
Jeeb lagaam nahi le rahi
Feet ka kaam nahi baby, huh
[?] shady tauhmatein bhi lagin, woh kahein bhi nahi ke
Mein kitna mehnati, losing sanity, [?]
Killa family, mera panel nahi, fuck hai yain city
Maut ka farmaan laaya daakiya
709, saath hai kaabina
Grave pe teri mein parhun Fatiha
Home rey de la mafia
021, teri bori pack
Bhai walay karein mere jodi check
Channel ghoomay Ancholi may
Kalakaar dikhe choli may
Bhosdike!
Napiye sadak kar, mustaqbil pe dastak dun
Pechkas sar may, mein nut kass dun
Bas kar tu, phansa tou kass kar dun
Pushing P, pushing K, pushing East side
Back deta mujhe South side
Bharam chhod, tu baras tou
Tu kitna jaanta hai sadak ko
Qalam chhod de, haraf jod yeh
Qalam dun tere mein halak ko
Tere hood may mein Blood walk
Aur Kaskar se raabta
Knife in my naifa
Hadse may pop, pop, pop
Shuru 021 say end tak, lete saath selfie tum the fan tab
Maare burst [?] bete hands up
Savage, Umer saath, you can't fuck
Karne aaye hum Guerrilla War
Dou tukron may jaye, karle ghar pe call
Pussy rapper, lele sar pe shawl
Yeh last name apna tu karle call
Chanderpaul, apna stance he different
Paper he paper, Dunder Mifflin
Set nahi karte yeh feature built-in
Peeke ankhein choti, country Philippines
Chup kar bhadwe, maarein ghar may ghuske
Peeche baatein chodein, waise kuss may warr gaye
Umer sath, inhe khushke larke
Central Hip-Hop, chand ke maslay badh gaya
Mere saath, asli hit maker jaise [?]
Aatey thin paper
Tu wannabe G, kidhar caretaker?
Show pe khada Glock leke with laser
Pop-pop, tera bheja bahir
December week may mein deta bar
Naeza jaaye tera seena cheer
I want Kylie Jenner with Dananeer, uh
Baraye meharbani kuch dair baad koshish kijiye
This that 021
Saara sheher jaane lete mujhe photo sub (Han)
Milay nahi time yeh tou tu meri type nahi
Puche aake bhejoge vocals kab
Drill ho ya Trap, kaboom mera rap
Jaane yahan pe karun saara mein total sub
Lose nahi focus ab
Mein neat rehta boy, kabhi gaya nahi local pubs
Paas bhari clip aise khaali ho
Scars & Screws, mein Shamoon, mein Rovalio, ah
Verse deke shaat, nobody knows
Bye bye bitch, that bitch goes adiós
Hard kon? Hard kon? Weak the party dose
Haal nahi theek idher, li tumne jaali dose
Hit back karay mujhe full body pose
I like the way she move, that shawty goes
Haath bandh chotay, haath bandh, karun naak laal
Bachega tu bachay yahan pe baal-baal
Bigde ka tera bhi haal-waal
Badal denge teri chotay idhar chaal-waal
Ski masks, groupies bolein idhar daaka daal
Pull up with the crew, bete tha-tha-tha
Bhalay hogaye honge zyada saal
Duniya luteri, hum maala-maal
Shuru 021 se end tak, Umair ki beat headshot, bitch duck
Drill King, tera baap laaya wave yeh
Billie Jean, Billie Jean meri game dekh
Tennu naa milay mere warga hun game wich
Tera end pe hai, rapper hoga sandwich
Oh shit mera shot jaise AK-47, big dawg jaise JJ
[?] pe galay pe dekho flow mera wavy
Rukun mein kabhi naa, hona blow mein ne baby
Pehle he bola mein tujhe hun boht crazy
Dhuaein-daar scene, saath beat pe hai Haaezii
Deja vu, hain mind fuck yeh bars
Beqaabu mein, times-up, tu haar
Fuck blue ticks, mein nahi adakaar
Feel so sick, hai rap ka bukhar
Tere bars dry, beta yeh le Vaseline
Pop karun Smoke, R.I.P. to Billie Jean
021 big chukk ke rakha scene
High as fuck, abhi phoonk ke betha teen
Kitne ab naako ko kharchi dein?
Hustle, nahi bete hum parchi pe
Dou paiti side ki branded aaya
Lava ugalte hum dharti pe
Battees chamaat mun pe, batteesi bahir
Ek chamaat pade, daant niklein, hansi nahi bahir
Shimmy shimmy yay, Shimmy shimmy yay
Aankhon me halke, hum halke nahi ayein
Rappers nahi kalke tou neeche yeh balke naa jayein
Upar nigahein sub pe bhar ke nahi jayein
Laat padi kispe ab baat ko dubayein
Socho jou tum log ko karke hum jayein
Channel apne boht [?] se door
Saanpo ki mob [?] du
Haath pe Maa ke mein kama ke dun
Mein tou teri soch dou chamaat may dun
Remand may loon, demand may hun
Tou yeh madarchod karein baatein mere baare
Karay bolay baalay saray gunahgaar hain
Apne bolein janay manay, manay ya naa manay
Jaanch padtaal kare pehen ke dastanay
Sunay mein ne shots
Karke bethe karun jou bhi predict
Jaise mein tou sakari [?]
Aunga ab fully direct
Khhayein beatein teri, Bon Appétit
Saali bitch [?]
Friendly fire kholein bot se bharay
[?] rhyme at the top hum bade
Tere ghar molotov le khade
Behte nahi kahaniyan
Khenchu paisa anne va, milata nahi mein han may han
Phook ke pehle Fatiha
Khenchu tujhe qabar se aur maarun Kamehameha
Game khelein apan wohi so kar ab
Raato-raat chalay yaani poker bus
Khadi-madi hui nahi tou thoka kab
Time-wime aane de, mein dunga thap, fuck
Yeh beat ghulam hai meri
Jeeb lagaam nahi le rahi
Feet ka kaam nahi baby, huh
[?] shady tauhmatein bhi lagin, woh kahein bhi nahi ke
Mein kitna mehnati, losing sanity, [?]
Killa family, mera panel nahi, fuck hai yain city
Maut ka farmaan laaya daakiya
709, saath hai kaabina
Grave pe teri mein parhun Fatiha
Home rey de la mafia
021, teri bori pack
Bhai walay karein mere jodi check
Channel ghoomay Ancholi may
Kalakaar dikhe choli may
Bhosdike!
Napiye sadak kar, mustaqbil pe dastak dun
Pechkas sar may, mein nut kass dun
Bas kar tu, phansa tou kass kar dun
Pushing P, pushing K, pushing East side
Back deta mujhe South side
Bharam chhod, tu baras tou
Tu kitna jaanta hai sadak ko
Qalam chhod de, haraf jod yeh
Qalam dun tere mein halak ko
Tere hood may mein Blood walk
Aur Kaskar se raabta
Knife in my naifa
Hadse may pop, pop, pop
Shuru 021 say end tak, lete saath selfie tum the fan tab
Maare burst [?] bete hands up
Savage, Umer saath, you can't fuck
Karne aaye hum Guerrilla War
Dou tukron may jaye, karle ghar pe call
Pussy rapper, lele sar pe shawl
Yeh last name apna tu karle call
Chanderpaul, apna stance he different
Paper he paper, Dunder Mifflin
Set nahi karte yeh feature built-in
Peeke ankhein choti, country Philippines
Chup kar bhadwe, maarein ghar may ghuske
Peeche baatein chodein, waise kuss may warr gaye
Umer sath, inhe khushke larke
Central Hip-Hop, chand ke maslay badh gaya
Mere saath, asli hit maker jaise [?]
Aatey thin paper
Tu wannabe G, kidhar caretaker?
Show pe khada Glock leke with laser
Pop-pop, tera bheja bahir
December week may mein deta bar
Naeza jaaye tera seena cheer
I want Kylie Jenner with Dananeer, uh
