[Chorus: Meez]
Got dirt, I need to clean up
Left me in the bando with a nina
Karde main gaddi vich speed up
Mere mundeya de naal, I can't see ya
Trap house, two phones and a key
I can never say no to a fiend
Tu aaja mere kohl with some real Gs
Nakhre tu kardi, now I gotta leave

[Verse 1: JJ Esko]
Tryna make millions, I don't play, Ben Simmons
Never had a lot, I used to get free school dinners
Tryna get my pockets fat like Evisu denims
And I'll fuck up man's city like Karim Benzema
Growing up, active on the strip, I never had manners
All I really cared about was money in my bank balance
Never change like them man do around cameras
Selling yay, I got the weight, I don't slang grammers
All of a sudden, everybody's become an expert
See 'em, they're running, they hate, I'm running up my net worth
Tryna make hundreds, I always told you, "Get your bread first"
Missed all them summers, that's why I'm grinding till my legs hurt
Do it for the money, I don't even like this shit
Been through hell and back, I've been all tired and shit
No, I never lack, look at what I'm riding with
Beefing with the same youts I went primary with
[Chorus: Meez]
Got dirt, I need to clean up
Left me in the bando with a nina
Karde main gaddi vich speed up
Mere mundeya de naal, I can't see ya
Trap house, two phones and a key
I can never say no to a fiend
Tu aaja mere kohl with some real Gs
Nakhre tu kardi, now I gotta leave

[Verse 2: JJ Esko]
Now I gotta leave and I ain't coming back
People see you doing good, then they start running back
I've got hella waps, but that shit don't get me money
Been through hell and back, but I get up, keep on running
Looking at the past, where's the time all gone?
Been through so many things now I'm all numb
Money-driven, never listen, right or wrong
But beef never ends, I need to buy more guns
Can't tell me anything I don't know already
Man, I been through hell and back, now my heart feeling heavy
They all talk a good game, but they never been hood
From the poshest side of town, but they're talking 'bout buj
I know I'm rude, I'm a prick
I put food on my strip, they can't do what I did
I've been trapping ever since I had no food in the fridge
Got the tool on my hip, ready to let it rip
[Chorus: Meez]
Got dirt, I need to clean up
Left me in the bando with a nina
Karde main gaddi vich speed up
Mere mundeya de naal, I can't see ya
Trap house, two phones and a key
I can never say no to a fiend
Tu aaja mere kohl with some real Gs
Nakhre tu kardi, now I gotta leave