LIL BUNTY LYRICS – KR$NA

Little bunty

Daddy’s home (papa, papa)

Yeah!

You ready? (hahaha)

Real talk, main hun realest in the scene

Suna bunty ki jali toh phir ye hai kerosene

Yeh hai real rap, pull your fucking hair back

Dhai saal pehle maine li thi iski bareback

Bana main bada, toh ye meri kala se jala kyun?

Jab kara tha mana, kiya tha bhala,

Ab toh mara tu (mara tu)

Kalam chala toh parampara mein hara dun

Femiway kare swing both ways jaise tarazu

Kr$na tha chup magar haar ni maani

Inhone boht try kara, mar-ni paa re

Tu hai sugar, karle shukar, tum toh maar ni khaare

Bane ye kaise pablo jab isko-bar ni aa re

Kara tha maine khatma, ab maaru iski aatma

Jeeb bahar rehti iski aadat hai chaatna

Hui iski hype dead toh aaya mere paas na?

Aakе mujhe gaand di, aur main na koi mahatma (kya?)

Jaa bete ab sеhla apne mann ko (mann ko),

Bada hoga ni flex karke dhan ko (dhan ko)

Chote come out to play,

Har raat bolta hoga apne lu*d ko (hnha)

Shot dene laga, ho gaye saare shot fail

Kara ise down pehle round mein hi, boht tez

Diss me sirf lav*e ye, law*e wo, buss law*e ki kahaniyan

But I ain’t into cocktails!

Beef karna hai mummy se puch,

Jala daalunga tujhe jaise yahan garmi me dhoop

Leta main inki, jab bolta hai pinki

Toh mujhe yaad aati iski bandi ki(shhh..)

Oh le le bunty hai sad ab (sad),

Sab jaante hai bunty hai whack ab (whack)

Jab letaoo tujhe neeche main

Loon teri peeche se, is the only time I need back up

Main mere punter, maar te hai hunter,

Subah-shaam lete teri jam kar

Beat par hai flamboy

Khade ni rehne ka chal chhote jump kar

Chal chote jump kar, aake mere lu*d par

Band kar, chote natak kam kar

Lunga teri toh hoga tu out of sampark

Halki tone me meri hi line’ey bol ke,

Isse laga ye cold hai nakalchi hote bandar!

Mare pade jo aake kare yahan rumble,

Silver back mein, rap bhale aaj jungle

Hilata reh beta oadh ke tu kambal

Skin light, mind me se dark-hu-chambal

Rap pe aata, toh padte rapad hai tujhe (haa)

No facts, jab attack kare mujhe (haa)

8 saal ho gaye rap kare tujhe,

Abhi bhi koi maanta nahi rapper hai tujhe (haa)

Koi bhi sunega ab tera ye diss,

Toh lagega desperate for dollar ka dic*

Ye gadhe ki chu* bol ra ra ‘apun hai dhup’

Toh kr$na phir laaya yahan solar eclipse

Ab bana tu pahad, yahan ghati hai dost (dost),

Lagta tu dharti pe bhaari hai bojh (bojh)

Ye anpadh ganwar, raan* chamiya chinaal se

Aage na inki toh badti hai soch (haha)

Ghav tu sila le, le le bandage,

Backstage, if I catch son, might jack son-rampage

Thukai hogi, chote lenge teri chen se,

Tera only fan page hoga only fans pe (yeah)

Femiway, pussy whipped that’s a fact don’ (fact don’)

Your bi*ch prolly like to fu*k you with a strap on (strap on)

All I need is 1 verse to put you in a hearse,

And I don’t even have to put my cap on (naa)

Kalamkaar ko bana baitha main deathrow

Iss baar iski maut tull na paaye jaise jethro

Ending the silence with violins of violence

Now watch a dead rapper get fuc*ed, no necro

Kulfa kya karegi kulfi hai khud,

Bunty toh lagta hai buddi se dusht

Automatic tha brush, automatic ab tange

Jab dikhta hai dollar toh khulti hai khud (khud)

Dekho ye chapri hai, soch iski naali mein (naali me)

Isko laga ye brutal hai gaali se (gaali se)

Mera gaana ni chala tha tere naam se

Chala mera gaana teri badnaami se

Haha

Ye toh teaser hai chhote!