On the f*ckin regular
I be gettin paper
No I want save her
I am not a savior
Always on the road
Yah I'll see ya later
My whole team eatin
Everything is catered
Don't care about your box score
Baby imma player
You runnin back n forth takin orders
Youzza waiter
See me on the scene they talkin down
That's a hater
I'm gettin paper
On the regular
Slidin thru city while i'm swoopin couple wodys
Back to the crib they eatin dick like a hoagie
Says I got a whale of a dick call it Moby
Drinkin liquor out a Grail just like I'm holy
I be in it
He be livid
That f*ckin on his bitch
I be winnin
He be whinin
That I'm out here gettin rich
I be rollin
I be smokin
I be gettin Hella bent
Spike my juice up wit the hen
Make a splash when I walk in
Imma old school playa like a 64 Nintendo
Rollin up a 2 long L that's an extendo
I'm drinkin out the bottle
My balls she loves to fondle
We be wildin out f*ckin up her daddy's condo
I be rollin round the city
Gettin to the money
Never outta pocket
I don't pay for pussy
I left the condom on her bed
Like Here you go a souve
Damn I'm such ass hole
But she love to f*ck me
Catch the haters in the stands watchin me ballin
Tell those same haters that they don't want no problems
I can take the dogs up off the leash they'll solve em
Better calm down shut your mouth proceed with caution
If you wannna Guinea pig
Yah I got a grip
Take your finger take a dip
Put it on your lip
Face will start goin numb
Party goin dumb
I don't give a f*ck
If yo bitch is choosin up
I be TurninUp
This is everyday on the regular
Gotta call for a bag on my Celluar
I'm the man in my city I been tellin ya
I'm f*ckin on your bitch why you stress her
Weekday weekend
It don't ever f*ckin end
Juice or no juice I be drinkin on the hen
I be goin in
Spend it up I don't need to bargain
F*ck up out my face I don't care about your jargon
Burn this bitch they gon charge me wit arson
Switch it up to Burban got feelin like a spartan
Hit my herb garden
It be Sittin on some acres
Walk out on the porch like where the f*ck my neighbors
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On the f*ckin regular
I be gettin paper
No I want save her
I am not a savior
Always on the road
Yah I'll see ya later
My whole team eatin
Everything is catered
Don't care about your box score
Baby imma player
You runnin back n forth takin orders
Youzza waiter
See me on the scene they talkin down
That's a hater
I'm gettin paper
On the regular
Slidin thru city while i'm swoopin couple wodys
Back to the crib they eatin dick like a hoagie
Says I got a whale of a dick call it Moby
Drinkin liquor out a Grail just like I'm holy
I be in it
He be livid
That f*ckin on his bitch
I be winnin
He be whinin
That I'm out here gettin rich
I be rollin
I be smokin
I be gettin Hella bent
Spike my juice up wit the hen
Make a splash when I walk in
Imma old school playa like a 64 Nintendo
Rollin up a 2 long L that's an extendo
I'm drinkin out the bottle
My balls she loves to fondle
We be wildin out f*ckin up her daddy's condo
I be rollin round the city
Gettin to the money
Never outta pocket
I don't pay for pussy
I left the condom on her bed
Like Here you go a souve
Damn I'm such ass hole
But she love to f*ck me
Catch the haters in the stands watchin me ballin
Tell those same haters that they don't want no problems
I can take the dogs up off the leash they'll solve em
Better calm down shut your mouth proceed with caution
If you wannna Guinea pig
Yah I got a grip
Take your finger take a dip
Put it on your lip
Face will start goin numb
Party goin dumb
I don't give a f*ck
If yo bitch is choosin up
I be TurninUp
This is everyday on the regular
Gotta call for a bag on my Celluar
I'm the man in my city I been tellin ya
I'm f*ckin on your bitch why you stress her
Weekday weekend
It don't ever f*ckin end
Juice or no juice I be drinkin on the hen
I be goin in
Spend it up I don't need to bargain
F*ck up out my face I don't care about your jargon
Burn this bitch they gon charge me wit arson
Switch it up to Burban got feelin like a spartan
Hit my herb garden
It be Sittin on some acres
Walk out on the porch like where the f*ck my neighbors
I be gettin paper
No I want save her
I am not a savior
Always on the road
Yah I'll see ya later
My whole team eatin
Everything is catered
Don't care about your box score
Baby imma player
You runnin back n forth takin orders
Youzza waiter
See me on the scene they talkin down
That's a hater
I'm gettin paper
On the regular
Slidin thru city while i'm swoopin couple wodys
Back to the crib they eatin dick like a hoagie
Says I got a whale of a dick call it Moby
Drinkin liquor out a Grail just like I'm holy
I be in it
He be livid
That f*ckin on his bitch
I be winnin
He be whinin
That I'm out here gettin rich
I be rollin
I be smokin
I be gettin Hella bent
Spike my juice up wit the hen
Make a splash when I walk in
Imma old school playa like a 64 Nintendo
Rollin up a 2 long L that's an extendo
I'm drinkin out the bottle
My balls she loves to fondle
We be wildin out f*ckin up her daddy's condo
I be rollin round the city
Gettin to the money
Never outta pocket
I don't pay for pussy
I left the condom on her bed
Like Here you go a souve
Damn I'm such ass hole
But she love to f*ck me
Catch the haters in the stands watchin me ballin
Tell those same haters that they don't want no problems
I can take the dogs up off the leash they'll solve em
Better calm down shut your mouth proceed with caution
If you wannna Guinea pig
Yah I got a grip
Take your finger take a dip
Put it on your lip
Face will start goin numb
Party goin dumb
I don't give a f*ck
If yo bitch is choosin up
I be TurninUp
This is everyday on the regular
Gotta call for a bag on my Celluar
I'm the man in my city I been tellin ya
I'm f*ckin on your bitch why you stress her
Weekday weekend
It don't ever f*ckin end
Juice or no juice I be drinkin on the hen
I be goin in
Spend it up I don't need to bargain
F*ck up out my face I don't care about your jargon
Burn this bitch they gon charge me wit arson
Switch it up to Burban got feelin like a spartan
Hit my herb garden
It be Sittin on some acres
Walk out on the porch like where the f*ck my neighbors
Writer: RICHARD COLTON PAGELS
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave