Wanna be rapper
But I ain’t dat wanna be rappern
But I ain’t dat wanna be rapper
But I ain’t dat wanna be rapper
Kiss my dick, you snitchn
I’m not dat fake ass bitch
Streams ke liye mai karta na diss
To be honest i dont wanna give a shit
Nakli beef banake yeh janta ko chutiya banake yeh paisa banaate, yeh janta bhi akkal se paidal hai
Jaha pe masaala ho sala yeh vaha pe poch jaati hai
Brain ass motherfucker gandu
When i was in need, tabh kaha tu?
Verbally killer chhane laga har gali jabh mai toh yad aayi tujhe meri gaandu
Fuck off, i dont give a fuck about motherfucker anyway
Mere lode pe tu aa jhul
Aake knowledge tu lele thodi baap se, admission karadeta teri, fir ja school

Verse hai out of control
Verse hai out of control
Wannabe rappers go fuck your self
Verse hai out of control

Verse hai outta control
Verse hai outta control
Verse hai outta control
Verse hai outta control
Abey tu lode pe baj
Chal!
Bhool ja baap se tu bhidhne ka
Lyrically symphony mai, tere maathe pe likha Bada Letter C
Rap chodh, wear bikinis
You’re too feminine for the drill rap
I’m hard like I’m tom, mai hu mad max,
Mujhe dekhke yeh kar raha tha khalibali, kalam se apne chadhadi
Iski hi bali

Diya shot,
Laga jaa gaane pe bot
Tujhe lagta tu lyrically god? You a snot
You a fraud motherfucker
Wannabe rapper name tujhe aise hi nahi dera jaake check kar record
Tere baap ka, kitno ne book kare slot to learn how to rap
How to be lyrical god
How to be lyrical genius
Yeh lode minions
Yeh khud hi ko hi bolne lage saale senior of rap
Jo Ghar baithe baithe kare fap
You can never be a god if you are a wannabe motherfucker

Shakal se lagte ye boom boom shakalaka
Sar pe chadhte ladke kalke

Sadke yeh naape
Gali gali ghumke marte

This aint a fucking gangsta rap
Mai toh bas sach bolu too much
lode saale boomer
Kar jaake ghoomar
In saare chutiyo ke gaane sunke sar pe lag gaya tumor

Fuckers are ghetto (X8)
Fuckers are ghetto
They call me rocher, you be ferrero
I do shit hard, i do shit melo
Drink swalla, call me derulo

Its a slaughter gang shit
Its a murder gang shit
Spin about U
like I’m 21

21, 21, 21 Mil I need
To give everythink my family need
Money everything
Money is joy
Money is pride
Money is royal
I wanna be god
I wanna be royal
I dont wanna be like these fuckers who spoiled
Money my love
Money my wife
I love money’
I love money
I love money