Текст песни Saste Nashe - Pnq Jester, Pnq Ladoo & Raven Zorn

Yeah.
Saste nashe sey bachke, left cut overtake har raste,
Ek saath hi hum gum gum gum...
Subah sey hum gum gum gum.

Saste nashe sey bachke, left cut overtake har raste,
Ek saath hi hum gum gum gum...
Subah sey hum gum gum gum.

Left cut overtake hai,
Dont make a mistake,
Varna final fate, cut cut left cut,
(Yeh) risky wale dhande, gandhe,
But but saste wale nashe nahi rakhte
Skrrt skrrt, drift drift noko screech screech
Prrrra prrr Pat pat noko ghit pit
Karu overtake on the flow with this beat beat
Left is risky, jaise whisky on the rocks, 90 neat
Speed bhi 90 K slash H R
We are C R U S H I N G, crushin
Doin a sesh in the car,
Hum teen bhai, saab high high aur fly,
PNQ WST SDE, apna style, jaise brand baby!
Sirf J D from the shop,
With the boyz in the car, drift drift on the highway,
Enroute CCD, lele Frape-Latte,
Anything you want, then spike it with the JD, (yeah)
Flying on the highway with some Real Gs (woah)
In the mob pehte only plane tees (woah)
No tik tok we on the insta reels (woah)
Pouring 30k for my birthday party (ahh)
Paise yeh toh haath ka meil hai
Risky business, left cut overtake hai, kyun ki
Saste wale nashe nahi rakhte (no)
Uh-huh
Saste wale nshe (uh-huh)

Saste nashe sey bachke, left cut overtake har raste,
Ek saath hi hum gum gum boom boom
Subah sey hum gum gum gum

Saste nashe sey bachke, left cut overtake har raste,
Ek saath hi hum gum gum gum...
Subah sey hum gum gum gum.

Saste wale nashe nahi rakhte,
Jate toh only top speed on the highway,
What you say, wanna be my bae, yay?
Come a lil closer, cut cut!
Shawty! You can call me j-daddy, Find me sexy? Wait till I turn 30
Drippin in Fendy, Prada, Gucci, Guvenchy,
Wrist pey Rolex, gadi hogi Rarri,
Gale mey ice ice, (ice ice)
rider hum khaas-khaas
Aake baith mere paas-paas
Its a coupe, only shotgun, speed only fast
Rakhte toh sirf ache wale greens,
Clean, Js on my feet,
Js sabke haath mey ek-ek,
Spots hai anek, karte toh direct sesh,
Chalte my way, freeway, thats the highway
Bachke reh, high hai, lambe race key ghode,
Chup laude nikal side mey (ayy laude)
Ayy its a game, ayy bhai
Its a race, its a war, otherwise its your face to the fuckin wall!
Huh huh (sarak)
Kyun ki saste wale nashe nahi rakhte (sarak)
(Spits)