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Regular ft. Blacc Yop & Shawn Don Bu Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, we do this shit on the regular I'm gettin' hot, check the temperature
She wanna call me on messenger Don't wanna talk, I ain't tellin' ya
Keepin' it movin', go anywhere And on the 10, I don't have no fare
You fuck with me, make him disappear It's out of, it's out of, it's in the air
Shoot out the coupe, his brain, yeah Shoot out the coupe, his brain, yeah
Know it's hard to maintain, yeah But you gotta stay in your lane, yeah
You chasin' him for the fame, yeah Bitch can't feel my pain, yeah
Shoot out the coupe, his brain, yeah Shoot out the coupe, his brain, yeah
Told that bitch hold me down every little And I keep me a .38 special
I said lean and it make me feel better Told them lil' niggas ain't on my level
Boiled her around, he got sticks, heavy metal Got a bitch and she made me feel special
Spazzin' out, don't got time for no lecture It's your nation and we bout whatever
Run from 12 with beans in my sock We hop out, run down on a opp
Dirty sticks with carbons and glocks If I hit him, I know he gon' drop
Real nigga, hard hard as a rock Free my niggas, they watchin' the clock
It's your nation, you with it or not Move around, no dope at the spot
Flexin' your section like Nike, you know I just do it, lil' homie
Do a walkthrough like Rich Homie Pour that drink for my dead homies
Know I gotta keep it on me Cause this pain ain't regular
Sweated shit, it got me devilish Burn it up, all I want is bucks
My heart, it's closed up, freeze out Fuck a can, love a lil' homie
No, I can't trust a lil' homie Guess I'm married to the money
I'm in the game like EA Gettin' cake like it's my B-Day
Cause I know it ain't free, ayy We run it up like a relay, ayy
Bloody walk, they say this ain't fair Bitch, it's true, so why should I care
Lost my nigga, it bought me the tears Tell myself, go hard in the jail
Double up like G's on the bell In the booth, I'm causin' them hell
In the streets, my name ringin' bells In the streets, my name ringin' bells
Yeah, we do this shit on the regular I'm gettin' hot, check the temperature
She wanna call me your messenger Don't wanna talk, I ain't feelin' ya
Keepin' it movin', go anywhere And on the 10, I don't have no fear
He fuck with me, make him piss a beer It's out here, it's out here, it's in the air