Hustlin’ Gminxr (Ft. ​a4 (CAN) & AP Dhillon)

[Chorus: AP Dhillon]
O Jatt hustlin' karda ae
Khaab roj nave fadh da ae
Parvaah na karda ae

[Verse 1: a4]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We youngins and we came here to kill shit
Lotta danger in here, I can never forfeit
Flyest, I been on some other shit
.45 with a lens, they do the running man
.45 with a lens, they do the running man
Court fines, still remember I couldn't pay that
New whip, black on black, run the K's up
Stars in the ceiling, matchin' my freezer
Bad bitch, tryna lie, she a pornstar
I told, "no no no", I got a cold heart
From a van to the 6, girl, foreign cars
This drip too wet, you better back off
We youngins and we came here to kill shit
Lotta danger in here, I can never forfeit
Flyest, I been on some other shit
.45 with a lens, they do the running man
.45 with a lens, they do the running man
Court fines, still remember I couldn't pay that
New whip, black on black, run the K's up
Stars in the ceiling, matchin' my freezer