Saara Din

[Hook - Sikander Kahlon & Haji Springer]

Saara Saara Saara, Saara Din (Shit dont stop)
Saara Saara Saara, Saara Din (Got the game on lock)
Saara Saara Saara, Saara Din (Now we counting guap)
Saara Saara Saara, Saara Din (Hustle all day)

[Verse 1 - Sikander Kahlon]

Chuhe firday ne bill vich
Chor minu dikhde ne dil vich
Baapu wangu har jagah meri task force
Karen waaj uchhi saaleya tu hai kaun?
Cruise ship torh dindi Veere Fast boat
Wand de azadi, UK da ae passport
Signal geya kar contact support
Nadi vich suttna haiga last resort
Phuddu bandeya na, no Vartalap
Rank vich tereto utte minu kar salaam
Khede jua merena hou tera ghar nilaam
Main Internazionale, baby chal Milan
Ohi state to main jide hoye tukde
3 aab rege, 5 aab kaanu bukkde?
Main jarrda nausikhiye, jarrde ni fukrey
E munde baarhe auntre, dekhde ni mukhde

[Hook] x2

[Verse 2 - Haji Springer]

Saara Din yea ya boy countin paper
Muthafuckaz mad that ya boy did it major
Came from the underground now I’m worth more then a hundred pounds
When I pull up you know who run the town
I’m good in the hood ask KKG
Anywhere I go guarantee they play me
I grew up on the block with the kaaleys and essays b
And never graduated, muthafuck an s.a.t
Saale chutiye, abh teri faadenge bhehrupiye
Mere saamne kabhi nahi aate kyu ke ye
Saale darte hai, fraud ke sivva kuch kaam nahi karte hai
Saale jalte hai meri kamyaabi se
Kitne gaandu rapperon ki jalti tere paji se
Haha, Kya yaar ye koi baazi hai?
Lyrically dushmano ke liye phaansi hai

[Hook] x2

[Verse 3 - 3AM SUKHI]

It’s 3am all day mafucka
80 mins later we gon blaze mafucka
Char sau bees we like a gang mafucka
Pull up on yo ass bang bang mafuckaaaaa/
Yea, tell me who you gon ride with
Oh are you the type to switch sides quick
Nah, we ain’t gon let that shit slide huh
This ain’t the playground mafucka you could die huh/
I’m in your sector fuck you Mr. Inspector
Whatchu expect bruh when you out here makin threats huh
Fuck the police in every single language
You a fraud someone I can never hang with/
Streets is consuming me
Close friends is using me
Suspects is usually arms reach
They armed? They reach?
They gone
That’s the shit that I’m on
I ain’t trippin mafucka let them ring the alarm/
The competition is closer than you think
Deceitful eyes watching that’s why I never blink
Fake friends around always tryin to talk shit
Only hands that feed me is connected to my wrist/
Hit up Sikander told him meet me, Phase 7
I’m in Mohali this place is like heaven
Cheef’n Manali on balcony or a terrace
The way we blowin they prolly thinkin we terrorist/

[Hook] x2