OTR(on the regular)

I be chasing money on the regular Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Got a Yellow Bad bitch fuck her on the regular I bet That F an N a leave that ass Irregular
I be chasing money on the regular Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Got a Yellow Bad bi fuck her on the regular I bet That F an N a leave that ass irregular

If you a pussy nigga you irrelevant
I'm in that rose Royce pockets fat as elephants
Tombstones in my closet ain't no skeletons
Pull up I murk the scene I won't leave no evidence
So many carrots in my pieces
Vegetarian
All these dead presidents the Bank will bury them
In Houston Texas I'm
Sipping on that medicine
Fly like a pelican
Balling like I'm Zion
I'm bout my business bitch
Let me put my tie on
Fee money spit that dope
I know you see that pot on
I'm fixing to buy this shit
Ion need to try on
I add wings to the beat now it's a fly song

I be chasing money on the regular
Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Bad bitch fuck her on the regular
That F an N a leave that ass irregular
I be chasing money on the regular
Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Bad bitch fuck her on the regular
That F an N a leave that ass irregular

I Go hard in the paint
Forty nights wit the nine
Twenty nine in the clips
Nigga
One in the mind
This the life that we living
This ain't just in a rhyme
Bitch ima shine
Learned the game from my mommy
On all ten I been standing
I'm vacuum sealing the package
Send that bitch out in traffic
Get wit them hunters in Cali
Fish tail on a banshee
I'm at a function Shit active
Nigga was popping watts bracken
Fee at the beach wit some bitches
I stunt wit my niggas
Fuck yo zoo we gorillas
Ain't pop my shit in a minute
Don't make me aim at ya biscuit
Just don't fuck wit the figures
I'll let you keep all ya fingers
My journeys to be continued I'm gone

I be chasing money on the regular
Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Bad bitch fuck her on the regular
That F an N a leave that ass irregular
I be chasing money on the regular
Sliding riding foreign on the regular
Bad bitch fuck her on the regular
That F an N a leave that ass irregular

Verse one this is ain't verse two I'll murk you
Like I birthed you
I ain't worried bout a cop
I'll little Turk you
Time to send these rappers in the house they gotta curfew



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Writer(s): Courey Albright
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