SIR G by Mr. Lay G Lyrics
Chorus
Bitch m on fire, who want the smoke
I got the dope, your bitch want some more
She's at your home but she calling my phone
She's at your home but she calling my phone
Verse 1
Baato se zayada hai pen mein gardi
Sardi mein deta hai flow mera garmi
Hath toh laga teri baate hai farzi
Dost ni tera mein bol mujhe Sir G
Apne ilake mein aake toh dekh
Bande hai ready phir jaane ko jail
Tujhe laga hum faase rahenge
Hume waqt ni lagega milne mein bail
Meri baate sateek teri baate ajeeb
Karle tu race meri hogi ab jeet
Tujhe laga teri bandi hai theek
Mujhe milne ke baad tujhe karegi cheat
Aatish likhari hai, Beate bhi bhaari hai
Duniya saata ri hai, khamoshi chaa ri hai
Poori taiyaari hai, hustle bhi jaari hai
Phuka hai maal tabhi hassi bhi aari hai
Aao mere pass toh izzat do aaj
Mera hai taj mujhe pehna toh aaj
Mujhe kehte hai khass mere piche hai saanp
Sunegi duniya toh aaenge pass
Mera mood hai kharab pass aao na aaj
Muh zayada chala toh launde hai fast
Sunte ni kisi ki karte jab baat
Hota jo chauda phir karte ilaaj
Banjaate jungli phir hoti jab raat
Baari bhi kaanpe jab ghume awaara hum
Dete ni kisi ko mauka dubaara hum
Hume bhi pata hai kon hai humara ab
Deke phir shot mein hota hu gayab
Block hai hot tabhi launde hai nayab
Hote ni hire under kisi ke
Banta jo liar de aandar usi ke
Chorus
Bitch m on fire, who want the smoke
I got the dope, your bitch want some more
She's at your home but she calling my phone
She's at your home but she calling my phone
Verse 2
Bolte rahe mujhe aage tu baad
Baat unki suni mein aage ko bada
Bola unhe ab side toh hatt
Aage jab bada toh kyu ab tu jaala
Piche woh bhauke aage wo izzat de
Mere wo hoke mujhe beizzat kare
Mere khuda pe mujhe yaakeen hai
Uske toh aage tu lagta fakeer hai
Pyaar itna zayada mein lagta ammer hai
Kitne logo ne toda zameer hai
Kaise mein kahu ab hota ni feel hai
Karni bas hustle khud se yeh deal hai
Sote sote mene likhe yeh geet hai
Maa ko bhi pata ab ladka yeh dheed hai
Unko bhi pata waqt hona ab theek hai
Sapne ab mere na thode bhi cheap hai
Baato mein heat hoti hai feel
Raato mein beat hoti hai kill
Pocket mein chahiye bas gandhi ka feel
Tabhi toh mujhse ab hota ni chill
Usain har track pe laagu mein
Bold toh har track pe rahu mein
Crack toh har track ko karu mein
Kisi ko ab pass na rakhu mein
Meri ladaai akele mein laadunga
Kisi se mein ab nahi daarunga
Sapne mein poore hee kaarunga
Apno ki ab nahi sununga
Chhati zaameen ki faadunga
Seena aasmaan ka cheerunga
Samne se mein vaar bhi kaarunga
Kisi se ab pyaar na kaarunga
Bitch m on fire, who want the smoke
I got the dope, your bitch want some more
She's at your home but she calling my phone
She's at your home but she calling my phone
Verse 1
Baato se zayada hai pen mein gardi
Sardi mein deta hai flow mera garmi
Hath toh laga teri baate hai farzi
Dost ni tera mein bol mujhe Sir G
Apne ilake mein aake toh dekh
Bande hai ready phir jaane ko jail
Tujhe laga hum faase rahenge
Hume waqt ni lagega milne mein bail
Meri baate sateek teri baate ajeeb
Karle tu race meri hogi ab jeet
Tujhe laga teri bandi hai theek
Mujhe milne ke baad tujhe karegi cheat
Aatish likhari hai, Beate bhi bhaari hai
Duniya saata ri hai, khamoshi chaa ri hai
Poori taiyaari hai, hustle bhi jaari hai
Phuka hai maal tabhi hassi bhi aari hai
Aao mere pass toh izzat do aaj
Mera hai taj mujhe pehna toh aaj
Mujhe kehte hai khass mere piche hai saanp
Sunegi duniya toh aaenge pass
Mera mood hai kharab pass aao na aaj
Muh zayada chala toh launde hai fast
Sunte ni kisi ki karte jab baat
Hota jo chauda phir karte ilaaj
Banjaate jungli phir hoti jab raat
Baari bhi kaanpe jab ghume awaara hum
Dete ni kisi ko mauka dubaara hum
Hume bhi pata hai kon hai humara ab
Deke phir shot mein hota hu gayab
Block hai hot tabhi launde hai nayab
Hote ni hire under kisi ke
Banta jo liar de aandar usi ke
Chorus
Bitch m on fire, who want the smoke
I got the dope, your bitch want some more
She's at your home but she calling my phone
She's at your home but she calling my phone
Verse 2
Bolte rahe mujhe aage tu baad
Baat unki suni mein aage ko bada
Bola unhe ab side toh hatt
Aage jab bada toh kyu ab tu jaala
Piche woh bhauke aage wo izzat de
Mere wo hoke mujhe beizzat kare
Mere khuda pe mujhe yaakeen hai
Uske toh aage tu lagta fakeer hai
Pyaar itna zayada mein lagta ammer hai
Kitne logo ne toda zameer hai
Kaise mein kahu ab hota ni feel hai
Karni bas hustle khud se yeh deal hai
Sote sote mene likhe yeh geet hai
Maa ko bhi pata ab ladka yeh dheed hai
Unko bhi pata waqt hona ab theek hai
Sapne ab mere na thode bhi cheap hai
Baato mein heat hoti hai feel
Raato mein beat hoti hai kill
Pocket mein chahiye bas gandhi ka feel
Tabhi toh mujhse ab hota ni chill
Usain har track pe laagu mein
Bold toh har track pe rahu mein
Crack toh har track ko karu mein
Kisi ko ab pass na rakhu mein
Meri ladaai akele mein laadunga
Kisi se mein ab nahi daarunga
Sapne mein poore hee kaarunga
Apno ki ab nahi sununga
Chhati zaameen ki faadunga
Seena aasmaan ka cheerunga
Samne se mein vaar bhi kaarunga
Kisi se ab pyaar na kaarunga