Gunehgar

HA!

ACHHE SE BAAT KAR
GULLY GANG BOY
WE BACK

BHAM BHAM BHAM

(VERSE 1)

KOI HUM PE NAHI KHADE
CHHOTE HUM HAIN QUICKSAND
KOI KARTA NAHI MATCH
MERA POORA LIT FAM
DO AP MERE HATH MEIN
I CALL IT WRISTBANDS
MASTIKHOR CREW,
WE KICK IT LIKE SHIN-CHAN
BIG MAN GETS THE CHEQUE FROM RICH, YES!
GUTTER FLOW WE REALLY HOOD, IT'S ALL BLESSED
TREND SET KARTE
TUM KARTE IMPRESS
AAPAS MEIN LADNE WALE LADKE INCEST
59, TU TOOTE KANCH PE KHADA HAI
FARISHTA AUR SHAITAN MERE SATH MEIN KHADA HAI
BADAN PE HAI SHAHI
DARD GLASS MEIN BHARA HAI
SHILAWATI, MANALI KO SATH MEIN MALA HAI
KITNE ARTIST NAHI, BOL KITNE YAHA CHOR
BOLLYWOOD SE BREAK
KYUN KE HIP-HOP MEIN HAI SHOR
CLASS WAALI BAATEIN, FIR YE ACHANAK SE ROAD
LADHNE WALI BAATEIN
BAS HUMSE NAHI DOST

CHAL!

(HOOK)

RIDER RIDER
CHAL WHEELIE MAAR
CHILLUM HAI TAYAAR
CHAL TILI MAAR
SOUTH WALE LADKE
HA PEELI MAAR
SHARIF BHI HUM HOTE
WOH KEHTE HUMEIN GUNEHGAR

RIDER RIDER
CHAL WHEELIE MAAR
CHILLUM HAI TAYAAR
CHAL TILI MAAR
SOUTH WALE LADKE
HA PEELI MAAR
SHARIF BHI HUM HOTE
WOH KEHTE HUMEIN GUNEHGAR

(VERSE 2)

MERA STAR SIGN BOLE
HAMESHA MERA BALANCE SAHI HAI
TROPHY BHARE PADE MERE CUP MEIN
ROYAL CHALLENGE NAHI HAI
DARK, RAW SHIT
YE KOI COLOUR WALA PALLETE NAHI HAI
MANDI MEIN MAI BAITHA
MERE PLATE MEIN KOI SALAD NAHI HAI
RELISHING HAI BEAT
DELICIOUS MERA FLOW
WO PAO WALA BOLE
CAUSE I AM GOOD AT FLIPPIN DOUGH
SAARE ONLINE FAMOUS
MAI KYUN BUSY, KARTA SHOWS
BINA BELAN RAKHE HAATH MEIN
KAISE HAASIL KARTA GOAL
KOYLE MEIN HEERE NAHI
HEERE MEIN MAIN WOH COAL
NASHTE MEIN IDLI
CHILLUM MEIN MERE KASOL
ZAMEEN PE MEIN KHANA
IT'S THE ONLY TIME I FOLD
SEA LINK PE GEDI
IT'S THE ONLY TIME I TOUR
TIP-TIP BAARISH NAHI
TUFANI HAI YE STORM
TIK-TIK TALK NAHI
GIRA DETE BOMB
CHATAI PE SONE WALE
AB GIRA RAHE CHATTAN
NANGA HE TOH AYA THA
JEB MEIN DAAL, PEHCHAN HA!

MAA MERI MANAGER, BADE MERE ARMAAN
JO RAKH NAHI PAATA
KYA MATLAB KA WOH ZABAAN
PHONE BAJNE LAGTA
JAB MATALB KA HO KAAM
AGAR DIVINE NAHI HOTA
CHDODH MATLABI INSAAN
MUJHE DIKHTA KAUN KAUN HAI YAHA
JALTE BAHOT JAN HAI
TSUNAMI LAATE HUM
FLOW YE KONKAN HAI
BRAKE NAHI LAGTE
AUR CHALTE WRONG-TURN HAI
MARRIED TO THE GAME
AUR PAISA SAUTAN HAI

(HOOK)

RIDER RIDER
CHAL WHEELIE MAAR
CHILLUM HAI TAYAAR
CHAL TILI MAAR
SOUTH WALE LADKE
HA PEELI MAAR
SHARIF BHI HUM HOTE
WOH KEHTE HUMEIN GUNEHGAR

RIDER RIDER
CHAL WHEELIE MAAR
CHILLUM HAI TAYAAR
CHAL TILI MAAR
SOUTH WALE LADKE
HA PEELI MAAR
SHARIF BHI HUM HOTE
WOH KEHTE HUMEIN GUNEHGAR

[Intro]
Hit-boy
Ha!
Talk to me nice!
Gully gang, boy
We back
Bham, bham, bham, bham

[Verse 1]
Nobody standing on us
Son we’re like quicksand
Nobody can match me
I’m way too lit fam
Two aps in my hand
I call them wristbands
Crew’s all about mischief
We kick it like shin-chan
Big man gets cheques from the rich, yes!
Gutter flow, we really hood, it’s all blessed
We set trends
Y’all just wanna impress
Bros who only fuck with each other, incest
59, on broken glass is where you stand
Angels and the devil are always on-hand
Tattoos on my body, pain in this filled glass
Primo weed and hash, both mixed in this
Stash
Don’t ask how many artists here
It’s how many crooks
On a break from bollywood
Hip-hop’s got em all shook
Can spеak with class
Then outta nowhere hе’s street
Petty arguments?
Just keep that noise
Away from me

[Chorus]
Rider rider
Wheelies getting popped
The chillum is ready
Time to light it up
Boys from the south
Gold chains upon us
Even if we were saints
They’d call us sinners

Rider rider
Wheelies getting popped
The chillum is ready
Time to light it up
Boys from the south
Gold chains upon us
Even if we were saints
They’d call us sinners

[Verse 2]
My star sign (libra) says
I always stay balanced
Trophies in my cups
There’s no royal challenge
Dark, raw shit
This ain’t no colourful palette
Sit in the market
On my plate there ain’t no salad
Relishing the beat
Delicious is my flow
The bread-man says
Cuz i’m good at flippin dough
Everyone famous online
Why am i busy doing shows
Without no rolling pin
I can still make my ‘goal’ (circle)
No diamonds in coal
But in diamonds i’m the coal
For breakfast i got idlis
And chillums in kasol
I eat on the ground
It’s the only time i fold
Chill on the sea-link
It’s the only time i told (tolled)
This ain’t no drizzle
It’s a thunderous storm
This ain’t no conversation
It’s me dropping bombs
The dudes who slept on rugs
Are now dropping rocks
Naked as we come
Keep your contacts in your pocket
My mother is my manager
My dreams (armaan) are so huge
If you can’t keep your word
Your tongue’s of no use
The phone only rings
When they need shit from you
If there was no divine
There wouldn’t be these selfish dudes
I see exactly who’s here
The jealous people all come
We bringing these tsunamis
The flow is konkan
These brakes are never hit
We drive on wrong-turns
Married to the game
But it’s with money that we cheat on it

[Chorus]
Rider rider
Wheelies getting popped
The chillum is ready
Time to light it up
Boys from the south
Gold chains upon us
Even if we were saints
They’d call us sinners

Rider rider
Wheelies getting popped
The chillum is ready
Time to light it up
Boys from the south
Gold chains upon us
Even if we were saints
They’d call us sinners