Flavoured Recipes Lyrics

Main aaj dedu bar fest fir kal ho jau missing

But real ones nahi fear mein

Kaano mein chale gaane mere, unrealeased

Next year I'll just pop outta nowhere

With no hype of my album drop it coz its way to hot

Mere haath mein padi hui, just like your babe

Ganna nahi chal raha ye offbeat, its part of the cake

Mere plans aise bathere padhe rehate hai bag mein

Your fav underground wont see the half of my fame

I got way to many bars up my pen

But!

I aint got no tricks up my sleeves

What I say is what I live, what to do? I manifest

Way to harder than these other rappers crying out loud

Saara kaam seedha 10 khaali 9 pe hai cloud

Jiske sahare tu jeera rakhu lode pe woh clout

Cumin back stronger right next to the opps

Chodu nahi jaise homies mere white on rice

Bahut strength pahi bhari just like might on all night

So if u fancy we might even fight all night

I wanna skid motor cars all around the G town

Authentic default rakhu chalna nahi hai ricing

Khush 21 course mein bhi daal chawal mein

Virtually develped ya sab daal java mein bhi

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Dunga itne flavours bitch just name out the genre

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Dunga itne joints while you roll out the foyer

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Dunga itne flavours bitch just name out the genre

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Dunga itne joints while you roll out the foyer

Rakhu dhyaan khaali kaam pe anjaam abhi saamne

Record button on toh mic bhi lage kaapne

Iske baad bhi jo bolo ki maza nahi aaya kaam pe

Jaani pehale. Fuck off then announcements aan de

I'm here to conquer, criticise, i wont care

Koi prize nahi crown woh mera all that i care

Karu reitrate is baat ko 50 baar coz i heard

Khaali muh chalane wale take time to process

Answer tone itna screech ki pata I'm spitting fax ye

Hai circle poora tight khaali G's baje tracks pe

Doubt hai abhi bhi agla track chod habibi

Poora kaam hi itna solid saare G's aane bank mein

Spitting chalu khaali launde bole hypersalivation

Dripping chalu bars ki beemari jaani door

Mujhe bol khud refulx inke ac dike saale

Bike, shayad inka hi padha hai fucked jaani tube

I got a lotta punches in my pen but

De respect I won't fancy a beef

All I do is fucking work, fir yaaro ke saath dirt

Hum nahi chodte hai trails jab sau pe kare surf

Speedometer faad jani this is just the start

As I said and you know genres ki hai barsaat

Is season mein and you better seek shelter

On a hunt in this rainy venture