Regular

Im smoking that gas, I don't need no regular
I whip in the foreign aint no point of the regular
Im up in the hood, they tracking my cellular
Don't fuck wit them broke bitches baby they regular
Don't fuck wit the regular
I smoke on that gas I don't need no regular
Hot boy in the hood, they tracking my cellular
Don't fuck wit them broke bitches baby they regular

My car don't even take regular
I hate when goofies hit my cellular
Cuz they never on shit, and im just trying to get rich
Hit the block like a show off, too much lean I had to doze off
I get it popping then she blow dog I had the white like a snowfall
Im suited up like a rev
I need dime bitches not a 7 I get the money im two steping
Then she drink me like a beverage
Im high as fuck in this bitch
So please don't give me no regular
Got damn im the shit and I don't mean to get ahead of ya
Ralph Lauren on my body
Vvs get me frosty, she ride this horse
I get a Charlie, she keep him up I call her coffee
We run it up that's how a boss be
A couple 100 that's my off seed
We gone run it run it up, double cup don't give a fuck

Im smoking that gas, I don't need no regular
I whip in the foreign aint no point of the regular
Im up in the hood, they tracking my cellular
Don't fuck wit them broke bitches baby they regular
Don't fuck wit the regular
I smoke on that gas I don't need no regular
Hot boy in the hood, they tracking my cellular
Don't fuck wit them broke bitches baby they regular



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Writer(s): Donte Brownlee
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