Feelings (feat. Vaibhav Srivastava)

Birkin Bags, all on her lap Har subah, Har shaam Rahu teri panah mein Ek tera ho naam Har jagah, Har kahi Har dum hum saath ho Tu ho durr nahi Meri rab se dua yahi Ye waqt beetein nahi This instrumental got me in my feelings, whoa This instrumental got me in my feelings I've been running fields, I'm tryna catch some millions, whoa But I think I'm just caught up in your visions Every time I dream of you, you make a killing Damn it, I think I'm just in my You gotta pick your phone, I'm gonna hit your home You gotta pick your phone girl, I'm gonna hit your home Bet I got some old ties, you know I ain't alone Wait, lemme get this life right, Then I'm gone bring you home Har subah, Har shaam Tujhse baatein kara karu Aur na koi ho kaam Jab tu ho paas mere Dhadkan ruk ke chale Saanse thamne lagein Hum dono yun mile Sab theherne lagein When I see your 'gram, you dripping in designers Looking fine as hell, I think I'm kinda losing up my conscience Send them DMs tryna makeup to you Mami I think we should start a family, you my constant You so fly, you go high up in the sky up, whoa I'm choosing faith, I'm tired of keeping high hopes Every time I dream of you, you say the line back Damn it, I think I'm just in my You gotta pick your phone, I'm gonna hit your home You gotta pick your phone girl, I'm gonna hit your home Bet I got some old ties, you know I ain't alone Wait, lemme get this life right, Then I'm gone bring you home