Roman script
Sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye mange smoke, le kash pe kash, Ye bande joke hum haste buss Hai sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye bande soft par bante sakht, Ye lagte opps, hum karte shak Hai sab kuch Asli cred hai kiske, risk hai G*nd me dum me hai kiske? Yaha girte shells no pistey Rishte nahi par karte hisse Net pe bethe ghiste Mistake kar poke kar ke firse, Aaonga lene inse payback jaise maut ke kishte I’m a known assassin Splash em up iain’t dashin Dikhe booth me passion Kale kapde ye fashion Making moves, no dancing Dollar sign hai, no ransom Sirf youtube pe action Inke chal rahe roles no phantom Harkat jaali badi to fir gali padi Inki maari badi for the gang Meri gaadi chali, meri aa ri ghadi Kaala bhari padi to hai vehm Inko man ni padi meri karigari Me muhammad ali with the pen Bhao khaari badi fir taali padi Kehlaane lagi meri fan Banaoo photo-op on a opp block For mil ke tu karna pop off Inko dil me sadna hai Lagta sadma hai, keh de marna hai, chalk off Drop top with the top off Lagte ye fake, ye knock off Milta karma hai, paisa dharma hai Cold ye vladivostok Sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye mange smoke, le kash pe kash, Ye bande joke hum haste buss Hai sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye bande soft par bante sakht, Ye lagte opps, hum karte shak Hai sab kuch 3 g’s in the rave 2 step back when I deal with my pain Yeah I drip too hard g I filter the Rain I need a car don’t lack on the train It ain’t the same This ain’t a game I wanna business flight to the states They don’t know me but they know my face I’m stuck in my dream and I can’t escape You ain’t ever no shhh in a 4 door ride in a stolen whip I ain’t ever cared bout them cah they don’t know me and they don’t do shit, So why you gonna lie on my name if I don’t know you what a lonely prick Roll up the reefa turnt up the speaker g I zone out when I bill that spliff Life’s changed how we sitting eating lobster Sit back reminiscent old times guest list in dubai full of brasses and mobsters I’ve seen a fiend turn into a monster But now I got a rolls on my wrist Now I’ve really got dough for a crib let me smoke on my spliff I’m with the money boys know who it is I’m the club getting bottles we don’t know how to live Dance, dance upset cah she never got a chance I’m a real bad boy with a menacing ah Got a hand toy with a menacing blast Bro try hunt for the kill then ran through the field and suck the old bill through grass Girl too devilish top like everest and I wish baby you could do that Sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye mange smoke, le kash pe kash, Ye bande joke hum haste buss Hai sab kuch mast sab kuch 10 pe 10, Ye bande soft par bante sakht, Ye lagte opps, hum karte shak Hai sab kuch
Song details
- Singer: Kr$na
- Singer: French The Kid
- Composer: ditto, leiJA
- Lyricist: Kr$na
- Lyricist: French The Kid
Song video
singer: Kr$na, French The Kid
director: The Odyssey Collective
director of photography: Michael Richard Johnson
genre: Hip-Hop (Rap)