‘Cause I got you, you, oh, you, I got you, I got you
‘Cause I got you, you, oh, you, I got you, I got you
We can get high, oh nah, nah, nah
We can get low, oh nah, nah, nah
Sao killiya da takk Jatt maada na marre
Utton kudiye tu gall badi chakkmi karre
Gharre khadiya ne Porche te Beamera
Par desi Jatt fook ch na aawe kudiye….
Been sittin’ eyes wide open behind these four walls, hopin’ you’ll call
It’s just a cruel existence like it’s no point hopin’ at all…
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
Up all night, all night and every day
I’m not telling you to wait on me
I’m not telling you to wait on me, no
I’m not telling you to wait, but I’m hoping that you’ll wait…
I know this may not be my place
Bitches want money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in