Do you know

Do you know

I'll sing to you like Diljit

Young Drizz be on the trill shxt

The force metaphysic

So we might have to kick it

I'm talking linking up

Staying late

Piffing up

Yeah it's bait

We should wait

Or maybe we should mix it up

Hennessy & she pour it

Like I'm tipping her

West ting with good temperament

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

She just know how to pour it

She know I smoke that Raw ting

She know I’m always on it

Because she’s Indian

Young Nxgga with the dreadlocks

I put these bеats into headlocks

But this is an addiction I had

Back when I had a grade onе

Stuck on my head top

Talking brown skin

That hair long

Not sown in

Forbidden fruit

I'm into you

Is it true?

I’m praying 3 times over

She’s a good girl

(She’s a good girl)

She just wanna make her mum and her dad proud

Work real hard

Got her own job

No, she ain’t looking for no handouts

Cos she's growing up

And she glowing up

And she lowkey love to pour it up

And she smoking haze in the crib with the Nxgga outta chap town

Sex, smoke & stories

Of how the universe is mapped out

20 missed calls

Damn girl

Your dad’ll be mad now

She love the melanin

And she said she’s not going back now

Every verse is a brick

She’s the Princess Jasmine

Of my Trap House

Do you know

Do you know

I'll sing to you like Diljit

Young Drizz be on the trill shxt

The force metaphysic

So we might have to kick it

I'm talking linking up

Staying late

Piffing up

Yeah it's bait

We should wait

Or maybe we should mix it up

Hennessy & she pour it

Like I'm tipping her

West ting with good temperament

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

She just know how to pour it

She know I smoke that Raw ting

She know I’m always on it

Because she’s Indian

In the face she look like Lela

But her body shape like Shetti

I'll touch if you let me

But Baby don't you tempt me

Cos I swear that I'm feeling restless

And hey, I'm feeling you

See I can be your one

No 3 for 2

But I fxck with your vibe

So spiritual

Then we fxck for night and you screaming out

I get in that masala dabba

And I can’t lie, I want her

I

Got the moves like jagger

See

I hit her with the drum line

And I'm pa-rum-pum-pumin' it

She get the good wood

And she loving it

Dreadlock Drizz

Get the bed rocking

Like a hurricane

But like B. Rhymes said

Girl, you gotta make it clap

I tell you that I love you

Then I'll never take back

I tell you that I need you

And you know that's a fact

So I put it on a track

But tell me, tell me, tell me

What the feeling is

Hold me down

BabyGirl, I’ll keep the secret ting

But I'd rather scream it the world

My Indian Spice

And my Pearl

Maharani

Do you know

Do you know

I'll sing to you like Diljit

Young Drizz be on the trill shxt

The force metaphysic

So we might have to kick it

I'm talking linking up

Staying late

Piffing up

Yeah it's bait

We should wait

Or maybe we should mix it up

Hennessy & she pour it

Like I'm tipping her

West ting with good temperament

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

I love her cos she Indian

She just know how to pour it

She know I smoke that Raw ting

She know I’m always on it

Because she’s Indian