Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, what the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell em come my way
Damn-Damn, I'm focused on that bag now, I could ball like Klay
Hear them 808s, they rang out, bitch you light up I might fade
Bands band-bands now
I draw that Henna on her hands, han-hands now
Kurta feel like what the f-
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-Pop pop out with that fire, I just landed in Mumbai
What the f-bitch, I'm sippin' Chai, she want me between her thighs
What the f-I'ma hit another one, bol-bollytekk go number one
Beat it up, Beat it up beat, I'm cookin' that shit, I don't miss, bitch run and gun
F*ck a rival, bitch, I'm one of em
Bitch said I taste good like a honey bun
I'ma just hit and dip, bitch, one and done
I'll burn your block down like I'm Hanuman
I'ma just walk down with a drum, f*ck, I mean walk down with a Tabla
Getting the bread, you getting the crumbs, you don't want none of this trouble, nah
B-bitch wanna fight me, uh, Chun-Li, that-that shit, twisted, uh, Chakli
Burn a blaze out like Chucky, I see red and green chutney
I work too hard, I need some sleep, can't let my family worry about me
I'm off that drank, shit got me geeked, this shorty sweet like Jaggery
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-
Reesh - #sitar (feat. NEPTUN3) Lyrics
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Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, what the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell em come my way
Damn-Damn, I'm focused on that bag now, I could ball like Klay
Hear them 808s, they rang out, bitch you light up I might fade
Bands band-bands now
I draw that Henna on her hands, han-hands now
Kurta feel like what the f-
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-Pop pop out with that fire, I just landed in Mumbai
What the f-bitch, I'm sippin' Chai, she want me between her thighs
What the f-I'ma hit another one, bol-bollytekk go number one
Beat it up, Beat it up beat, I'm cookin' that shit, I don't miss, bitch run and gun
F*ck a rival, bitch, I'm one of em
Bitch said I taste good like a honey bun
I'ma just hit and dip, bitch, one and done
I'll burn your block down like I'm Hanuman
I'ma just walk down with a drum, f*ck, I mean walk down with a Tabla
Getting the bread, you getting the crumbs, you don't want none of this trouble, nah
B-bitch wanna fight me, uh, Chun-Li, that-that shit, twisted, uh, Chakli
Burn a blaze out like Chucky, I see red and green chutney
I work too hard, I need some sleep, can't let my family worry about me
I'm off that drank, shit got me geeked, this shorty sweet like Jaggery
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, what the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell em come my way
Damn-Damn, I'm focused on that bag now, I could ball like Klay
Hear them 808s, they rang out, bitch you light up I might fade
Bands band-bands now
I draw that Henna on her hands, han-hands now
Kurta feel like what the f-
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-Pop pop out with that fire, I just landed in Mumbai
What the f-bitch, I'm sippin' Chai, she want me between her thighs
What the f-I'ma hit another one, bol-bollytekk go number one
Beat it up, Beat it up beat, I'm cookin' that shit, I don't miss, bitch run and gun
F*ck a rival, bitch, I'm one of em
Bitch said I taste good like a honey bun
I'ma just hit and dip, bitch, one and done
I'll burn your block down like I'm Hanuman
I'ma just walk down with a drum, f*ck, I mean walk down with a Tabla
Getting the bread, you getting the crumbs, you don't want none of this trouble, nah
B-bitch wanna fight me, uh, Chun-Li, that-that shit, twisted, uh, Chakli
Burn a blaze out like Chucky, I see red and green chutney
I work too hard, I need some sleep, can't let my family worry about me
I'm off that drank, shit got me geeked, this shorty sweet like Jaggery
Pop-pop out with that fire, now he finna see sitars
Pop-pop out with that Tabla, put that boy right up on mars
Buddy think that he on film, now he can't play the part
D-D-Demon out that coupe, I took that hellcat right out Thar
What the f-feel like I don't care, gold ass bracelet way to rare
What the f-Pop pop out in Dubai, to-tote that cobra you can't stare
Damn, I said that shit from Che, What the f-inspo got a raise
She said I got friends now, tell-tell em come my way
What the f-
Writer: Rohan Prakash, Rishi Atreya
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
