Accounts Lyrics Meaning In English: The Punjabi song is sung by Yo Yo Honey Singh and Nijjar, and has music by Deep Jandu while Nijjar and Leo Grewal wrote the Accounts Lyrics. The music video of the Accounts song is directed by Teji Sandhu.
SONG DETAILS
| 📌Song | Accounts |
| 🎤Singer | Yo Yo Honey Singh, Nijjar |
| ✍🏻Lyrics | Nijjar, Leo Grewal |
| 🎶Music | Deep Jandu |
| 🏷️Label | Nijjar |
The song is a brash, self-aggrandizing anthem that projects an image of opulence, power, and invincibility. It’s a display of wealth, status, and loyalty, laced with aggressive threats towards rivals. The lyrics create a picture of a lifestyle defined by luxury, surrounded by a loyal crew, and a readiness to confront any challenge, all wrapped in a confident and assertive tone.
Accounts Lyrics (with English Translation) – Nijjar | Yo Yo Honey Singh
Sade khaate aaj paise kite yaar goriye ni
Saathon jealousy na hate milu pyaar goriye ni
Saade baghiyaan na ralde bachar goriye ni
Aa tan aade ni aape laiye paar goriye
We have got bucks in our accounts, oh my Girl.
You won’t get any jealous or hate but just love, oo my girl.
Our thoughts don’t match others, O girl.
Either we will block ourselves or make paths clear.
Milimeter gutt te 40 bhann te
30 dab na bhar ke gun paal di
Phiru baad vich mann ni jan honi
Nit chadaunde jan ke kaun
Nijjar te kithe tak maar goriye ni
Keep guns loaded at our disposal.
Sade khaate aaj paise kite yaar goriye ni
Saathon jealousy na hate milu pyaar goriye ni
Saade baghiyaan na ralde bachar goriye ni
Aa tan aade ni aape laiye paar goriye
We have got bucks in our accounts, oh my Girl.
You won’t get any jealous or hate but just love, oo my girl.
Our thoughts don’t match others, O girl.
Either we will block ourselves or make paths clear.
Oh naa de paleri layine thokiyaan keda pilane
Kude nit mitran de lage rehan mele
Saad na koi chamche na thaliyaan na chele
Naal poore nijjar de jine albele
Maut khore kithe kadhuan je kede bele
They are only limited to reels,
Friend fare always surrounded us,
We don’t have any asslickers or disciples,
Those who are with Nijjar, all over unique ones,
Where and when death comes you never know.
Thaapi maare jo oh asi vi tyaar goriye ni
Saade, sade khaate aaj paise kite yaar goriye ni
Saathon jealousy na hate milu pyaar goriye ni
Saade baghiyaan na ralde bachar goriye ni
Aa tan aade ni aape laiye paar goriye
We are always ready for the challenge, girl.
We have got bucks in our accounts, oh my Girl.
You won’t get any jealous or hate but just love, oo my girl.
Our thoughts don’t match others, O girl.
Either we will block ourselves or make paths clear.
Dekhde na jhukhde na dabde
Mitra ne door chaddi raab te
Pata mainu jede vichon vichi lagde
Keda khane joga veham kaddu sabde
Neither we bow down or get suppressed,
We have left our strings to God,
I know those who poke their nose in between,
I will remove delusion of each of them.
Yaadan hoke aun paise de
Siri’o fadke hi sapp milde
Main kah jatt ne chakle jitte
Dekhi kinjh puvonda gidde
Either they get on the line or Jaat will catch them off their heads.
The day Jaat raises his hand, you will see how I make them dance.
Naale jatt kite chhad de shikar goriye ni
Sade khaate aaj paise kite yaar goriye ni
Saathon jealousy na hate milu pyaar goriye ni
Saade baghiyaan na ralde bachar goriye ni
Aa tan aade ni aape laiye paar goriye
How can Jatt even leave hunting,
We have got bucks in our accounts, oh my Girl.
You won’t get any jealous or hate but just love, oo my girl.
Our thoughts don’t match others, O girl.
Either we will block ourselves or make paths clear.
Yes sir, khule billo kharche hai lavious
Yes sir, mil di ae drill munda savage hai
Yes sir, koi bina kam sara average
Yes sir, mal khane ke to hunde manager yes sir
Yes sir, girl we got open wallets, and are expenditures are lavish!
Yes, sir, the guy got the drill, the guy is savage!
Yes, sir, no work of ours is average.
Yes sir, where do we have to get the stuff we manage?
Kaale naire aa ch kaale sheeshe black pants
Drip gucci kade fendi kade wet’s man’s
Kache bande ko door rakh yes miss
Chhatte yaariyaan ni launda investments
Nearby we got black tinted windows and black Benz.
Drip Gucci, sometimes Fendi, sometimes white Men’s (wear),
I keep those immature yes man miles away,
Jaat doesn’t make an investment in b/w friendship.
Smoke mitran naal paal de jo dead cents
Chaaro paase aise kir gaane dead ant’s
Teri hood meri hood chahiye fark bada
Das saal de neyane saade black belts
Those who smoke with friends inbuild get death sense,
From all four sides have fallen into dead ends,
There’s a hell of a difference in your hood and mine,
Here we will got 10 years old kids with black belts.
Wekh totiyan chhudeyin jhande
Rakha word poore fire very thande
11 12 toh chadai poore daas saal
Kaim wo hi vehm oh hi game oh hi bande
See on the peaks flags go swirling,
I keep fire verses, makes my opps go cold,
Since 2011-2012 I am rising and unstoppable it’s been 10 years,
Still got Same Swag, Same game and the same guys.
Jehde firde marod dene muchha
Badi chhetiyan chukoniya main poosha
Jehde sadde bare bhaukdi kateer firdi
Vekh kar kar bhejhne main lande
Those who walk twirling their mustache,
Very soon I gonna show them levels.
Those cowards who bark about us,
See how I beat their ass to their homes.
Dabi chandi di te maal bikaner da
Aankh chadhi yeh saroor saver de
Haan ki khed’da main antiya de sirana
Te lati nu aana wali wal khed’da
Got a silver Box with goods from Bikaner,
Eyes open with intoxication to the pleasure of morning,
I play hockey with the heads of my antics.
And with all three, I play volleyball.
And antiya nu vekh vekh dandala
Daba jatiye tu chek kar terda
Jehde kama nu hai loki dar bhajde
Munda jaan jaan ohna nu ni chhed’da
Yes sir!
We get into battles seeing our opps,
Girl you just wait and check the dominance of your Jaat.
The work people run away from,
Jaat pokes at those things on purpose,
