On My Way Lyrics - Imran Khan | Meez | Punjabi Song

I’m on, i’m on my way
Four, four exhausts on the whip
No need to race fiber glass

Fiber glass black tints
Can’t see my face
With the gloves on with these scales
Won’t leave no trace yeah, yeah
In a, in a in the trap
I’m tryin’ to get away away

Got another call
I’m on my way
On my way
Amg, i’m speedin’ i’m on my way
Tun tunnel vision when i’m switching lanes
Vroom, vroom, vroom

Aa-aa-aa i push to the limit
Out of the universe
Never gonna quit
Till i get what i deserve

Baby bring it back bit down
And reverse
Kari sanu pay 100k for a verse

Intelligent smart
Meri girl na ve blonde
She always so fleek
Kare time te response
Ni rawan naa main kol
Tere jaavan main beyond

Labbhegi ve mainu saare passe
When i’m gone
Aye lamborghini sv
Je ve na koyi ford

Le jaavan main door tainu
Karaan teleport
Ay, vekh ke ni mainu kar
Sake na afford

Jaa jaavi new delhi te dubai
New york
Jinna vi main dawan
Ohnu mangdi ae more

Laavi eh morocco ch
Hiya asian storm
Hovan poore land ch
Fully in comfort

We don’t do discussion
Conversation not to long

I’m on my way
Four, four exhausts on the whip
No need to race

Fiber glass
Fiber glass black tints
Can’t see my face

With the gloves on with these scales
Won’t leave no trace

In a, in a in the trap
I’m tryin’ to get away
Got another call, i’m on my way
Amg, i’m speedin, i’m on my way
Tun tunnel vision when i’m switching lanes

Te-te-te-tainu main wakhawan
Kivein jaave da ve faster
Fully in control
Kitthe hove na disaster

Temperature eh high
Jivein madagascar
Chabi sadde kol
Tere dil di eh master

Professional
Mainu lagdi na standard
Oh mainu samajh di ae
From every angle

Ni tere naal naal rawan main forever
Dave na koyi stress
Jadon karan naa main answer
Ni teri tight skinny
Gucci di ve jean ae

Kisi nu na aan davan
Main na in between
Dil na tu todi
Jivein iphone da screen

Main tera king khan
Tu saddi queen
Baby let me drive it
No uber i’m a rider

Balenciaga de ne sweater
Sadde oversized eh
Lagni ae cool saanu lagni ae nice
Stomach ch nachde ne
Sadde butterflies

I’m on my way
Four, four exhausts on the whip
No need to race

Fiber glass
Fiber glass black tints
Can’t see my face
With the gloves on
With these scales
Won’t leave no trace

In a, in a in the trap
I’m tryin’ to get away
Got another call, i’m on my way
Amg, i’m speedin, i’m on my way
Tun tunnel vision when
I’m switching lanes
Vroom, vroom, vroom.