[Verse 1]
I should be in the masjid
But I'm on the M-way doing cunch trips
I made twenty-eight off of one zip
My nitties smoke raw, they don't want mix
Grab a shotty, go bag a body
Summer time, I ain't tryna bag a hottie
Extended clip, I've got the ladder on me
I make my gun sing like Pavarotti
Life's too short man, life goes quickly
Everywhere I go man, my knife goes with me
I've got it on the arm like a BCG
Before I got banned by the BBC
They want me dead like Eazy-E
Locked up, thеy don't wanna see me free
Chaabian Boyz, this that CD three
Two gunshots then you see me flee

[Hook]
Dil laga liya mainе tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil laga liya maine tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil chura liya maine tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil laga liya tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
[Verse 2]
Got me thinking about the years that have gone by
Not even Jay-Z can make this song cry
I miss you my broski, I can't lie
When you died fam I swear you made this don cry
We grow dog and we smash the Cali
My akhis sell it wholesale like cash and carry
She used to hold work and hide the shells
Now it's straight Coco and YSL
Baby girl I love the way your body moves
You know I couldn't leave you if I wanted to
But there's a couple things that I've gotta do
So I'm flying off to cunch for a month or two
Still picking up the same package
My cats smoking crack till their brain's damaged
Ten years I've been selling to the same addicts
Four light, one dark, Zayn Malik

[Hook]
Dil laga liya maine tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil laga liya maine tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil chura liya maine tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke
Dil laga liya tumse pyaar karke
Tumse pyaar karke, tumse pyaar karke