Machayenge 4 Lyrics Kr$na

Lil bunty

Tumhare abbu aa gaye phir

Papa papa aap phir aa gaye

Mubarak ho mili hai maut

Tu to silly hai bohot

Haan pussy tu gili hai bohot
Bunty ko lagi hai bhook, nashte me mili thi haar

Ab milega dinner me l, iske moo se tapkegi laar

Rap ka deepak kalal, kyun aake mara ra har baar

Main khara karare, tu goton se kar raha garare

Ab ye le karara jawab
Khod dali kabar teri, nikalo ab kala coat

Vartamaan mein toh sab jante mai zyada dope

Abhi-nandu ghusedega ye bambu

Iss madarch*d pe giraoon bomb lage balakot
Loo udaan har-baaz bole bhai sahab

Arjun wala teer teri gaa*d mein tha dhai saal

Sab jaante hai bunty hai pussy

All he want is a-lo*a, isse shauk hai malai ka
Hype lene aa ra, par gaa*d dera baar baar

4 foot ka lilliput, ye karega kya maar dhaad

Regret kare tere forefathers

Ab dhoondhne pe milenge yaha baap tere chaar chaar
Isse to pata nahi kisse aladeen ke

Anpadh, khwaish hoti puri jin se

Teri jasmine karti hai ride

Haan ghutne ghise hai usne udti kaleen pe
Bandi ke baare kuch bolo na

Punjab mein faili thi jaise wo corona

Par tu bhi koi cum nahi hai chhote

Haan tu bhi to karta hai swallow na
Hello? Cyber police
Tu law*e ka rapper

Hum chalte hai chaude mein

Kare antop hill ki ye baatein

Par rehta hai khud navi mumbai ke kone me
Kr$na attacks no gst

Ye jaante hum’baap hai, no psg

Mumbai ke sadko pe phd

Matlab pretty huge di*k in your b a c (k)
Mene maani kabhi haar ni

Tere 17 milli subs fir bhi kuch lu*d ni ukhad ri

6 mahine se ho raha flop-hi

Bina diss ke iske hore 10 milli paar ni
Sab cheenu tera, keh de tu cheel mijhe

Kisi bhi nazar se lagta ni real mujhe

Haan, music kare heal mujhe

Chal jhook beta, aaja dedoo feel tujhe
Mare saanp, ho gaye frighten python

Sonny listen, nai ali with no fighting license

Chahiye punch lines to me mic pe tyson

Ye bhage – kare dash, dalu life pe hyphen
Tu chota sa, chotu yakeen kar

4 footiya – tu gudia pakad ke ab neend kar

Yadi tu latke re mere tatton pe

Paer tere fir bhi ni pohonche zameen par
Mere paas ek solid sawaal

Bol kaha hai teri knowledge gawar?

Gaano mein karta sirf lau*e ki baat

Ye narnia nahi aaja closet se bhar
Pehle hua cocky aur fir flop bhi

Kr$na koi ni jaanta tha -now you know of me

Tere diss ka best part

Jab kiya tune mere aur raftaar waala drill flow copy
Saamna tum karoge to saamne hi maro ge

Mere sab yaha kashmiri ka me thoroughbred

Maine jhada apna shishi mein lu*d

Toh paida hua bunty – beta tum surrogate
Ye rapper ab hasne laga hai

Jabse dimaag mein tere wo bas ne laga hai

Sadma hai sakht isse dikh ni ra such

Kyuki bina kaanch wala isko chasma laga hai
Lagti tu mia khalifa

Chaidi hai kinni tareefa?

I don’t need a ticket or visa

Just to go and kick it like fifa
Whole family holding flowers

Tere golden bars ko dedoo golden shower

Ab badhiya sa milega tujhe shot

And motherfuc*er I ain’t talking about no golden hour
Tu kothe mei betha, mai betha hoo kothi mein

Liney kyu maar ra hai abhi bhi chauthi ke

Tera naam aur logo bhi copy hai

Saaanp dekhe maine jab tha mai wo tokri mein
Yeh rapper nahi tiktok ki chokri hai

Bistar mein karta ye naukri hai

You’you’you’you’you’you’you

Chal bhos*ike ke
Wo karna chahta grind, to le ra uski masti mai

Bunty are you fine?, chillara jaise gashti hai

Pasand dollar sign, ab bunty bohot frusty hai

Get it from behind, suna de ra tu sasti mei
Wo karna chahta grind, to le ra uski masti mai

Bunty are you fine?, chillara jaise gashti hai

Pasand dollar sign, ab bunty bohot frusty hai

Get it from behind, suna de ra tu sasti mei
Ek minute ek minute

Swallowna ka phone aa raha hai!
Ye hai round 2, now I’m bound to get at you

Saanp wali medusa ye ban rakhi statue

Mujh se kyu bhid ra, kyu bunty hai chid ra?

Ab rupia bhi gir ra, badhi dollar ki value
Li jagah mai na aaya jagah maang ke

Kiya tujhe corner, fasaya tujhe jaan ke

Lo*e ka khabib, disloyal to his peeps

Haan lagta hai mujhe tu aaya hai dagastan se
5g zaman tu 3g pack pe

Diya makeover maine li thi back se

Ise samajh nahi aara, kyu latak ra hai naada

Teri bitch ke liye, she wants easy access
Dekh kaise lagta hai kharcho pe tax

Tera label wale toh saare hai barso se whack (hooh)

Shauk nahi karne ka bacho se bhaihs

Nahi to ga*d mei ghusta jaise kacho pe tag
Divine ne show pe milaya tha

Groupie tu backstage aaya tha

Uss show ke line up pe prabh, mai, divine the

Tu toh sirf photo khichaya tha
Na label na management, vyanjan tha viral

Mai kar ra tha shows (independent)

Tu artist aloud pe signed tha

Pehli baar maine milaye the saavn ke log
Mumbai se dilli tak gaaana wo mera tha pehle se

Baatein badalti ni kehne se bola collab hum karte

Tu daale fir shartein ki gaana aaye tere hi channel se
Bura ni mana, diya tha gaana

Badle mein kuch bhi maanga ek baar ni

4 saal tune kamaya us gaane se

Kiya hai tune mujhpe koi ehsaan ni
Ye le ab facts le tu boht kare cap, apne tracks pe

Maine kyu kiya diss?

“I am only one doing it right now”

Bolke dhabba laga ra tha tu rape pe

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