Regret It

You must've forgot who you're dealing with

It's that pretty boy, the motherfucker step up in this bitch

Boy I got the methods, I might steal your bitch

But tomorrow I'll regret it, you can have her right back

Hit the pussy from the back

Make a couple thousand and I call that bitch a stack

You won't ever touch this kind of money that's a fact

Bluffing for some bitches, couldn't be me and that's that

Quit your fucking talking and cut the fucking cap

You got a big ass mouth for a man that thinks