Jab

Aaj aur

Raat bhar main

Kisi ke

Saath nahi

The likhun

Kitaab bhar

Ke khud hi aap

Partment mein

Kyuki

Na bounce

I m thinds

Kyuki

Na bounce i'm

A bitch

Breaking up bro

Can twenty one

Hundred

And seventy two

Ki cheez lagaya

Taare

Raat bhar

Main kisi ke

Saath nahi

The dekho

Kitaab par kya

Khuda ne bohot

Mean main

Ticket on pop

Something s

Then

Ke saath nahi

The ticket

Na bounce

I'm a bitch

I am addiseed

Ni cheez

Kab tak karte

Ga

Dil jitne bhi

Sapne bune

Kitna

Kya bolke

Shapath

Toh my friend

Mujhe

Samjha ke

Duniya

Mein kuch

Bhi na weo

Samjha

Main sab

Toh khatam

Tera khel tu

Sab

Kuch na chahti

I'm damby

Cho grind

Dikhati badan

Institune kabhi

I am done

You need fuck

Everybody

Wanna talk

That

Tere peeche

Pade log hote

Saath

Ass eminem

On a f k

But i am a bad

That

Kabhi jaane

Wala pass mere

Best friends

Fuck that mere

Sath mere

Best friend

Din raat

Kare kaam

Mere bestings

Piche paye

Teri vibe

Mujhe

Chahiye nahi

Same joint

Mere bhai

Bane dimedy

Jaga

Tha raat bhar

Main kisi ke

Saath nahi the

Dekhu kitaab

Karke

Tujhe ab palat

Mint mein

Ticket on

Top song

Things thing

I'm

On the rocks

Beach

Breaking up

Broken pieces

Sambhali safe

Meri

Cheez laga tha

Aur raat bhar

Mai kisi ke

Saath nahi the

Dekhu phir

Baat bharke

Khud hi

Ab baant

Baithne

Ticket na

Bounce

I'm things

Denge na

Boughing bees

You whish

You are not

My mind

Bas cheez

Hai weapon

My side two

Hundred

And twenty

Ke rap my life

Tum bhi chuings

I m not fine

Lagti cable in

The skys har

Weekend madad

Tight

Thak chuka

Main fcuk

Your life

Tum bhi chuing

I know time ab

Mere peeche na

Padhu

Main pehle se

Busy hoon

Lead me alone

Dil maine

Khola tha tune

Wo

Toda na baby

I'm live you

Alone

Ye fucking

I'm easy

I'm its piche

Zara

Crazy main

Phasega

Kabhi na aur

Ye raatein

Mujhe ek an

Deri wo

Baithi akeli

Lagati sabhi

Ko forward

Sab kuch hai

Tarrem

Nhi rakh du

Ab college ki

Chahiye na

Mujko

Tu aur karti

Kyu

Following me

Tujhme jo qualy

Dc lagti

Na mujhko

Woh khaash

We knowledge

Lekin i

Wanna still me

Kyun re paris

Nikalti humari

Ki bahut

Lagti sab

Bottle ki

Nikali sa ek

Otic tu khali

Dinner ko

Hai shot me

Jaga tha raat

Bhar me kisi

Ke saath nahi

The dekho gi

Taap bhar ke

Khud hi

Ab baant met me

Three hundred

And seventy two

Three kin kin

Aur pop no wish

Lekin hum

Procony piss

Se sambhali

Same meri cheez