Regular

Yeah, uh
Yeah, Yeah

Shawty hit my phone, she wanna get hit on the regular
I'mma take her home, cause I could fuck your bitch on the regular
Shawty hit my phone, I got all her flicks my cellular
Givenchy with Chrome, I be rocking fits on the regular (woah)

Shawty just hit my phone (phone)
She tryna give me dome (dome)
And she a raver, dripping flavor won't leave me alone
She said she favor what I gave her, threw that bitch a bone (roof)
But I'mma player, I can't save her had to leave her lone
And the money the mission, Ain't chasing no bitches, I'm flossing now (yeah)
On my laces I'm trippin, taupe hazes I'm drippin, I'm bossing out (woah)
Now these hoes wanna fuck, cause young Chavo is up and he's Poppin now (okay)
And these bitches is sluts imma get in her guts, then I'm dropping out, woah

Shawty hit my phone, she wanna get hit on the regular
I'mma take her home, cause I could fuck your bitch on the regular
Shawty hit my phone, I got all her flicks my cellular
Givenchy with Chrome, I be rocking fits on the regular (aye)

Im hard

Im to hard at this shit nigga
To hard at this shit nigga
I can't fuck with a bitch nigga
I can't fuck with a bitch nigga

Yeah

I just dropped my phone bitch
I just dropped my phone
I just dropped my phone bitch



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Writer(s): Angel Frazier
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