[Intro: Talha Anjum]
Let's go

[Refrain: Talha Anjum]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang karne nahi aya may

[Verse 1: Talha Anjum]
Likhe hain kasrat se lafz bari hasrat se
Tumhein sunane woh aya may
Hustle hai asal ke jaise ho
Faslo pe lagi koi fasal
I wrestle is qismat se jaise haathon se larte thay badshah mughal (Yeah)
I keep it real, lougo'n ko hoti hai jallan tou bhai mere hone day
Choonti barabar, jo rotay mere aagay unko tu ronay de
22 ka mein kar raha hu two jobs
Yunus jaanta hustle meri real bohot
Umair Khan a.k.a Jokhay
Saath khaye humne apno se dhokay (Yeah)
Par game pe itna self control
Itne haath saaf ke ab andhay fire bhi na chookay
Kyun ke, ye fire nahi moo ke
Cool kids thay hum apne school ke (Yeah)
Udaasi chaa jaati mahaul mein sunta hu jab rappers ka mumble rap
Woh galat samajh bethay isko ye ziyafat nahi ye genre hai ghaib
Ye zarya hai sach saamne laanay ka
Jo chhupa tha sab ko dikhanay ka
Nazariye mukhtalif, tajziye mukhtalif
Kabhi hain woh shayar tou kabhi musannif
Par mujhay toh sab lagein same (Yeah)
Kyunke baatein karein sab karein lame (Sab lame)
Feature-veature kartay woh sath mein (Yeah)
Apas mai woh share karein fame (Haha)
Par scenes kuch aise hain bhai mere
Tum sunte beat ko na ke rapper ko
Tum maango video mein swag, bachiya taitt
Bojay ch cash, liquor te hash
Waddi ji gaddi tay nikkay jay dress (Yeah, yeah)
Tu maangay promotion, media, press (Yeah)
[Bridge: Talhah Yunus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Talhah Yunus]
Real rap, koi bullshit nahi
Aaj-kal tou chutiye bhi hojate hain hit bhai
Lagrahay dollars, aaj-kal loug baray besabre
Shuhrat ke peeche bhagay salay apnon ko hi thug rahe
Par mai jese Desi Hip Hop ka Floyd Mayweather
Har bar mera mukka, torr raha jabre
Hol' up, I’m a real thug aye, bara faraq hai
Hum mein aur in saaray naye rappers mein
Woh raxene aur hum leather
Woh jese mayo aur hum cheddar
Kyunke hum pedaishi real aur ye paincho khadre, haha
Rapper kon, rapper kon
Rapper kon, rapper ek shayar
Aur har rapper shayar nahi hota
Woh likhta hai gaanon mein sach
Jo sach in douglon se kabhi zaahir nahi hota
Woh kair nahi hota, woh jese koi alim jis ki kahi har baat iqtibaas
Teri tarah sirf woh muu ka fire nahi hota
Han gaaliyan dene mai maahir woh hota
Sarak waali bol chaal, hathon mai doda
Woh jese vendetta, par V yahan 2
Aur in nakli rapperon ke jhund mein
Asli bhi sirf yahan pe dou, hum badshah log
In junior artiston ke liye ye flow mera tamacha ho
Siyahi ki jagah aag tabhi ye bache kal ke jaltay
Aur mere hi naqshe qadam pe ye chalte
Phir bhi izzat nahi karte kyunke sarhte, magar darte
Jesa may tulla aur har jagah apna naaka ho
May nidar kyunke I ain’t got shit to hide
You ain’t got shit to write
Ye lyrical Counter-Strike, in saray nakli rapperon ka chaaka ho
Jab anaa betahasha ho, tou kese na tamasha ho
Dhamaka ho industry may jab gaana apna aata ho
Tabhi honestly, I don’t give a shit
Har gaana mera lit
Teri bitch double click kare meri instagram pe har dali hui pic
Underground se betha betha may phenk raha hits
Haha, oh shit, yeah
[Refrain: Talha Anjum]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang karne nahi aya may

[Outro: Talha Yunus & Talhah Anjum]
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
21-gun salute
One love, one thug
Young Stunners