[Verse 1]
steppin up the flow on a record that'll go
to heights that you aint recollect before
break a leg and toe cuz im felt in polar poles
with a motive that'll show rollercoasters how to roll
my pen or my dome yo im comin so sickly
cpr skills, nebulisers go with me
goan by the head, born in mumbai city
but my heart spell p-u-n jabbbi
dont question my appetite for love or food
some chicken dal makhani whatever dude
hath wich naan, tangdi kabab
teh lassi bina tennu aaya ki mazaa?
so getcho asses here right to the party
bhang in the plenty.. whats a bacardi?
ambience so lovely treated like royalty
make you forget all your troubles like you ghajini

[Verse 2]
dont question this for a gimmick
who else you know flowin this sick
to hell with all'a the critics
im doin this for the realest
the biggest the sickest the illest
the kids and the pigeons ...ayo hol'up im kidding!
obvious wasnt it? sloppy as lotta piff
rocky could try his best boxing with all he has
but you hit the floor with the might of an iron first
no exaggeration i aint comin with none of that
makin me sweat.. like i been runnin laps
rollin rollin rollin rollin.. get in
E in the club..could replace even absinthe..