Regular Show
Put on my favourite Blue Jays watching Rigby and Mordecai
On the fly I leave all your guys stiff and mortified
Jigga with the trigger hot shot get you cauterised
Hard to kill Lana Del all of yall are Born to Die
Everybody running game but honestly I'm so surprised
How you talk and how you walking never seem to coincide
Every time you took a shot I swear you must've closed your eye
Slick Brick the Ruler it just never seems to go inside
Sure shot Fort Knox couldn't keep the door locked
Cold shoulder cool to the touch but trust the cores hot
More thots more stock options more tour stops
And tell them restock the lego shop we buying more blocks
Break of dawn weather the storm then bring the bacon home
Make a song put it on wax and pray they play the tone
Rate the flow haters will talk but fuck it break them off
Que Sera break out a case of Ace celebrate the one
Yea
Cloud 9 dreaming fell asleep inside the Superstore
Top five fiend and I'm not five and I'm not two to four
Top dimes look at me like they just seen a unicorn
Diamond walk Gucci store trying on uniform
Hotrod speeding like I never seen or used a car
Feeling like a demon honestly I'm sticking true to form
When ooh's n aah's turn to boo's it's all good, shoo them off
Soon enough rumours start shoot the odds prove them wrong
N problems when I hit record they usually solved
Hotline Bling I let it ring if it ain't you that called
Got five Cubans sitting cool inside the humidor
It just looks dope but I don't even smoke if you recall
And my track record turn niggas to creepy uncle toms
Closest you gone get to touching this is peeping through the door
Somethings just been missing since you put out all your newest songs
Maybe take a break and dig a little deeper to the source
Unearth the problem
Uproot the cause
I'm telling you because I need to beat you at your strongest
Might do some shows out in Paris and call it Tour de France
Maybe sell out the Eiffel Tower for the coup de grace
Yea
Nothing they can do with me
There's nothing they can do with me
I swear there's nothing they can
Yea
On the fly I leave all your guys stiff and mortified
Jigga with the trigger hot shot get you cauterised
Hard to kill Lana Del all of yall are Born to Die
Everybody running game but honestly I'm so surprised
How you talk and how you walking never seem to coincide
Every time you took a shot I swear you must've closed your eye
Slick Brick the Ruler it just never seems to go inside
Sure shot Fort Knox couldn't keep the door locked
Cold shoulder cool to the touch but trust the cores hot
More thots more stock options more tour stops
And tell them restock the lego shop we buying more blocks
Break of dawn weather the storm then bring the bacon home
Make a song put it on wax and pray they play the tone
Rate the flow haters will talk but fuck it break them off
Que Sera break out a case of Ace celebrate the one
Yea
Cloud 9 dreaming fell asleep inside the Superstore
Top five fiend and I'm not five and I'm not two to four
Top dimes look at me like they just seen a unicorn
Diamond walk Gucci store trying on uniform
Hotrod speeding like I never seen or used a car
Feeling like a demon honestly I'm sticking true to form
When ooh's n aah's turn to boo's it's all good, shoo them off
Soon enough rumours start shoot the odds prove them wrong
N problems when I hit record they usually solved
Hotline Bling I let it ring if it ain't you that called
Got five Cubans sitting cool inside the humidor
It just looks dope but I don't even smoke if you recall
And my track record turn niggas to creepy uncle toms
Closest you gone get to touching this is peeping through the door
Somethings just been missing since you put out all your newest songs
Maybe take a break and dig a little deeper to the source
Unearth the problem
Uproot the cause
I'm telling you because I need to beat you at your strongest
Might do some shows out in Paris and call it Tour de France
Maybe sell out the Eiffel Tower for the coup de grace
Yea
Nothing they can do with me
There's nothing they can do with me
I swear there's nothing they can
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Suntele
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