The Regular
The Regular

Big Scarr - The Regular Lyrics

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The Regular Lyrics

(BandPlay)
Let's go (let's go)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Let's go (let's go)
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Let's go (let's go)
Uh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Let's go (let's go)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (let's go)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (on the regular)
I'm from South Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the Charger, polices ain't catchin' us (know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some)
Better get you some, woah (go)

I hit the stage, nah, no nigga ain't give me nothin' (no)
Still get 'em in for the low, bitch, can't function nothin' (no, I can't function nothin')
Been havin' motion back then so I barely stunt (I barely stunt)
Yeah, I barely stunt, woah
In love with straight eight, hit the gas and I do a stunt (then I do a stunt)
You ain't got no pull in your hood, you ain't runnin' nothin' (you ain't runnin' nothin')
These racks to my money, I flip it and run it up (I flip it and run it up)
Fn on me, better think before runnin' up (better think before runnin' up)
Don't try to beef with me 'less you a hundred up (gotta stay double up)
Nigga double up, woah
Can't show no love, put my feelings in double cups (woah)
Reach for my chain at the show, then we goin' up (we goin' up)
Tape full of shooters, ain't no nigga bowin' us (ain't no nigga bowin' us)
Got the opps wanna join us (woah)
Bitches grouped out actin' like they be knowin' us (woah, go)
Dealer my tags when I pull up in foreign truck (i pull up in foreign truck)
Gon' try your luck neither one of my chains tucked (ain't none of my chains tucked)
Might get her tummy tucked, but I can't spoil her (nah)
Wide body kit on my bitch with the spoiler (let's go)
Diss on the 'Net, in real life they avoid us (every time they avoid us)
Came a long way servin' grams out a quarter (grams out a quarter)
Still a street nigga, pull up in the store (pull up at the store)
Can't post in my hood, better not come 'cross the border (can't come 'cross the border)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (let's go)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (on the regular)
I'm from South Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the Charger, polices ain't catchin' us (know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some)
Better get you some, woah

Can't take these rap niggas serious (nah)
My jeans, they Amiris
This leather, Supreme on my coat (supreme on my coat)
Drive the 'Cat like Fast & Furious (phew)
Give me tunnel vision (phew)
Still sippin' and rollin' up dope (I'm rollin' up dope)
Hitter track me through the city, I'm clutchin' the glock
Still ride with my Drac' on the floor (got sticks on the floor)
Profit off poverty, yeah, I'm the goat (yeah)
I made a livin' off grass (woah), but that's in the past (woah)
I guess if you know, then you know (know, then you know)
No, I can't give him a pass (woah), but we on your ass (woah)
I caught him down bad with the ho (yeah, he gotta go)
No, you can't hang with the gang, heard you told (woah)
Out in Miami, I'm zoolin' with zoes (I'm zoolin' with zoes)
Bitches bikini, white paint on her toes (white paint on her toes)
Beat her back in, hit the fanta flow (let's go)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (let's go)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (on the regular)
I'm from South Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the Charger, polices ain't catchin' us (know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some)
Better get you some, woah

Writer(s): Alexander Woods, Bradley Brandon, Krishon O'Brien Gaines
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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