Role Model Lyrics — KR$NA, Faris Shafi & Karma

Role Model KRSNA Lyrics

[Chorus: KR$NA]
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere haath mein hain do bottle (Do bottle)
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere saath mein hain do model (Do model)

[Verse 1: KR$NA]
Mere paas mat aana bolne ab “Hi, hello” (Hi)
Vibe lelo, inko lagta hoon main shy mellow
Par mujhe log nahi hain pasand jitna “bhai” keh lo
Man, I don’t really give a fuck about you side fellows (Geez)
Main nahi role model wali cheez
Padhai mein tha weak, college mein nahi bhari fees
Plеase, when she bе getting down on her knees is the only time someone’s lookin’ up to me, haan
Ye bolen, “Ooh-lala, karata kyun tu moonh kaala?
Moonh pe laga le tu taala” lena-dena kya tumhaara?
Inse raay kyun loon, saala? Khud bhi karte ye ghotaala
Game mein laaya ujaala, inki baaton ko bhoola na (Yeah)
Ab aam taur pe ye karte nashe-daaru (Haan)
Par dikkat hoti inhein jab main gaane mein wo daaloon (Yeah)
Aake baatein choden ye so fuck all you hypocrites (Fuck you)
If they stickin’ to the script, tell them, I’m sick of it

[Chorus: KR$NA]
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere haath mein hain do bottle (Do bottle)
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere saath mein hain do model (Do model)

[Verse 2: Faris Shafi]
Mere paas aake kar sakte ho “Hi, hello” (Hain?)
Don’t be shy, fellow, waapis apni wife lelo (What?)
I’m a good guy so be a good boy
And shut the fuck up, puttar, main toh ban gaya full-time role model
Nakk vich paawan tere powder
I don’t drink but you can imagine, not gonna attack you with a bottle
Na karo aise, main toh kehta hoon, jaake rupay thode kama lo
Naukri kitti ni main kade, chhokriyan lagan mere pichhe
Lekin mar gaye mere morals aur ethics
Hun mainu chinta nahi lage aur mujhe chhodi na message
Main koi nahi activist ya pacifist
Main banata hoon rap aur paise sirf so write the cheque, go bring the cash
You can kiss the ring and sing my track
Or suck my dick and kiss my ass
Khair main aur Dollar sign ballin’ all the time
You don’t even qualify, we won’t apologize for shit

[Chorus: KR$NA]
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere haath mein hain do bottle (Do bottle)
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere saath mein hain do model (Do model)

[Verse 3: Karma]
Sau bottle, sau model, gol model (Yeah, yeah)
For them, I think, I gotta order more bottles (More bottles)
Paper paas mein to aake karti roll model (Haan)
Hit karti ghaas to fir God mode on
This that big dick energy, thodi mixed with Hennessy
Main yahaan sick shit likhta par ye viksit hain hi nahi
Gaane bante therapy, sar pe chadhte ye cannabis
Tum sab dikhte hi enemies that’s why you can never be like (No, no, no, no) KR$NA, Karma aur Faris, haan
Na maano role model mujhe, main na farishta
Main dhoondoon mera chaand (Aa) fir Sara Ali Khan (Aa)
Can I please pick up at 12:40, haan?
Khair, tu tha fan pehle, ab tu hai hater
It’s a toxic trait, I fuckin’ hate this shit
I’m putting food on the table jaise waiter
Aur wo tip leke khush jaise waitresses (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: KR$NA]
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere haath mein hain do bottle (Do bottle)
Mujhse pooch na sawaal, maang na jawaab
Main hoon rude, I don’t talk
Kar mood na kharaab (Kharaab) kyunki main na koi role model (Role model)
Mere saath mein hain do model (Do model)

[Outro: KR$NA & Karma]
Ye wo season, jab main jaata on a murder spree
Raatein inki bechain, used to claim they never heard of me
Haath mein hain do bottle, saath mein hain do model
Only get cheques, that’s a whole lot of Burberry
Bandiyon ke baare mein baatein karte ye normally
Main gaane mein boloon wo to sau jan bolen “misogyny”
Ukhaada tumne lauda nahi, I’m dropping dimes quarterly
Constantly, tryna corner me, you getting no apologies
Deep Kalsi ke sangeet pe