[Chorus]

( Fuck what they say (Fuck what they say)
Aur kya hai vishay (Aur kya hai vishay)
I’m on my way
To fuck this game ) x2

[Verse 1: King]

Me hu Rocky, El-Dorado
Kalakaaron ka Picasso
Mexico se aaya koka
Shawty kehti, “Check kara do”
Dedo mauqa, yaad dila do

Woh rehti Pune, gayi Milano
Usse town mein pehle nahi dekha
Hase door se khadi gulaabo
Mai bhi eight figure, Wonder only killer

Acre mein ghar le raha, spare pada bigha
Bighe mein hai gaadi, gaadi mein kaafila
We livin’ everyday
I mean look at me, I’m 6’3″

Tall, dark and handsome, naa paiso ki kami
Blanko lagaya, teri shawty ho gayi freeze
Tu maan ya naa maan par woh ab se meri
Ab kahеnge ke duniya aisa ni chalti

Jo maine chaladi toh bolo kiski galti?
Wo paani mеin bhi jaaye toh bhi shola lagti
Toh kyu naa haath jale?

[Chorus]

Fuck what they say (Fuck what they say)
Aur kya hai vishay (Aur kya hai vishay)
I’m on my way
To fuck this game

Fuck what they say (Fuck what they say)
Aur kya hai vishay (Aur kya hai vishay)
I’m on my way
To fuck this game (—what I’m sayin’, P town baby, hindi matrabhasha)

[Verse 2: MC Stan]

Dekh meri life
Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein hai ice
Haters mere lund pe, photo pe hai like
Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein hai ice

Lavish jee raha bhai tera, gale mein
Bhalte ke wajah se lagi dalindri
Meri maadhi mereko, badach ka BT de rahi
hood mein maaru gedi Meri

Chalti gaadi mein woh mera choco le rahi
Woh dikhti same to same Katy Perry (Company)
Likhta hu mai aisa ye log karna maangte relate (Haan)
Tu aur tera homie, tum dono ka hai wicket

Ek maadhi mereko bas ho gayi, nako mereko bitches
Ek haath mein Rolex hai, ek haath mein Patek
Flip karta money bhai, black money safed (White)
Hater log ka fayda ni, jhadta ni comment

Gaand jalti logo ki, mai aur daalta rocket
Half quarter khaali kari, half meri girlfriend
Log dhundh rahe meri weakness, tu ho gayela maam useless

Tune bana diya heartless, maine bitha diya market
Seedha Aladdin ka carpet, nahi gaali sunte maa pe
Sirf dete idhar chaapte, apne bache log sab fast hai

Ek joint he pan last aahe, 
Ye generation lost hai, mutton ka shop hai
Kharjula opp’ hai (Opp’)
Phir kyu naa gaand jale?

[Chorus]

( Fuck what they say (Fuck what they say)
Aur kya hai vishay (Aur kya hai vishay)
I’m on my way
To fuck this game ) x2

[2nd Intro]

Gunehgaari kshetra
You already know what it is
This is your Rocco baby

[Verse 3: King]

Baato ki chod ni kheenchenge chaapad kyuki beta hum tere jaise hi
Yahaan koi vote ni, mera hai shaasan, choto ki waise hi
Jo school’on ke chhod ke baste chalate the ghar kyuki ghar pe the paise nahi

Wahi pe Gucci pehenke, whoo
Ye sabki hai win, I’m not alone
YouTube ke rapper ne jis din kiya mujhe khaali baithe yu hi bewajah diss

Ussi din ghusa baitha Raja Under 30 Asians Forbes ki list
I don’t mean to disrespect but my friends the gap is big
I don’t want to diss anyone ’cause my friend the stack is thick

The story is not about who’s worst or who’s best in it
It’s all about rags and rich, it’s all about food and splits
Kabhi bhaari banda ni bolta, dekhe zamana jo bolta kaam

Kabhi bhaari banda ni chidhta, sabse rakhta dua-salaam
Mera zameer nahi kehta baato ki belt se kheench du khaal
Par Stanny, in sabki maa chod daal

[Verse 4: MC Stan]

Tune style mera dhaapa, tereko chowk mein diya tha laafa
Bolna chahta, likh nahi paata, baja tu dhol, mai bajata taasha
Nashik dhol var aai zavto, bhau la phone kar, kaun hai sponsor

Ho gaye the jhagde, ho gaya, maarke quarter, hood ki
Chal raha offer, hip-hop proper, album drop kar, gaana pause kar
Tere paas Air Force, mere paas poori force, drip when I walk

Diss karta mereko, baap ko tu bhool gayela, matlab tu bhenchod
Main sunta Young Thug aur tu sunta Justin Bieber

808 aise daala phat gaye inke speaker
Pyaar agar karta toh phir sabke saamne kiss kar
Fame nahi mil raha bole Stan ko mama diss kar

[Outro]

Chele, tumhe khud ko malum kya vishay, kya nahi company, on gang motherfuckers
O King bhai, watao in log ko, ye nikamme laude, in log ka kya vishay (Ayy)