On the Regular Songtext
von Meek Mill
On the Regular Songtext
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin' to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin′ on the regular
Drippin' on the regular
Trippin' on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin′ on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain't regular
I′m out L.A. for a week, I'm out here playin′ for keeps, yeah, yeah
I never play in them Jeeps, double R back of the seat, yeah, yeah
I'm out here lookin′ like Meech, flooded the Patek Philippe, yeah, yeah
Bookies all up in the piece, we got the key to the streets, oh Lord
'Member they said I was done-done
Fuck that they ain't know I′m the one-one
We get your chain and it′s one-one
I tell my nigga I want one
I tell my nigga to get it back
He in the field 'bout to punt somethin′
I hit your main and your side piece
That's on the low but I′m on one
Wait, wait, wait
Switch sides, niggas switch side
We ain't never got to dick ride
More tickets than a fish fry
And the chopper had the big guy
Lil′ nigga I'm the boss now
Came back on the game 7, trap niggas got the ball now
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin' to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin′ on the regular
Drippin' on the regular
Trippin′ on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin' on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain't regular
Woah, woah, woah
Regular, regular, regular
I do not see no competitors
Hatin′ 'cause we got ahead of 'em
I′m getting money etcetera
Bad bitches all on my schedule
Felony, felony, felony
I got your face and it′s federal
Bikes out, summer time, ay
Mikes on number nine, yeah
Bad bitch hella fine, woah
She don't fall, never mind, no
I′ma get at her another time
I'ma go scoop me a yellow dime
She go both ways like the yellow line
I′m fuckin' her friends, she fuckin′ mine, oh shit
Still trippin' ain't no love for the other side
Rap beef turn to homicides
When we land on them and them hollows fly
Had a bag but you broke, nigga
You ain′t fuckin′ with me, bottom line
Out of sight nigga, out of mind
And my Patek say I'm runnin′ out of time
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin' to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin' on the regular
Drippin′ on the regular
Trippin' on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin' on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain′t regular
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin' to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin′ on the regular
Drippin' on the regular
Trippin' on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin′ on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain't regular
I′m out L.A. for a week, I'm out here playin′ for keeps, yeah, yeah
I never play in them Jeeps, double R back of the seat, yeah, yeah
I'm out here lookin′ like Meech, flooded the Patek Philippe, yeah, yeah
Bookies all up in the piece, we got the key to the streets, oh Lord
'Member they said I was done-done
Fuck that they ain't know I′m the one-one
We get your chain and it′s one-one
I tell my nigga I want one
I tell my nigga to get it back
He in the field 'bout to punt somethin′
I hit your main and your side piece
That's on the low but I′m on one
Wait, wait, wait
Switch sides, niggas switch side
We ain't never got to dick ride
More tickets than a fish fry
And the chopper had the big guy
Lil′ nigga I'm the boss now
Came back on the game 7, trap niggas got the ball now
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin' to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin′ on the regular
Drippin' on the regular
Trippin′ on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin' on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain't regular
Woah, woah, woah
Regular, regular, regular
I do not see no competitors
Hatin′ 'cause we got ahead of 'em
I′m getting money etcetera
Bad bitches all on my schedule
Felony, felony, felony
I got your face and it′s federal
Bikes out, summer time, ay
Mikes on number nine, yeah
Bad bitch hella fine, woah
She don't fall, never mind, no
I′ma get at her another time
I'ma go scoop me a yellow dime
She go both ways like the yellow line
I′m fuckin' her friends, she fuckin′ mine, oh shit
Still trippin' ain't no love for the other side
Rap beef turn to homicides
When we land on them and them hollows fly
Had a bag but you broke, nigga
You ain′t fuckin′ with me, bottom line
Out of sight nigga, out of mind
And my Patek say I'm runnin′ out of time
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin' to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin′ to the basics
Do it on the regular
Fuckin' on the regular
Drippin′ on the regular
Trippin' on the regular
Count it on the regular
Sippin' on the regular
Never smokin′ regular
Nigga we ain′t regular
Writer(s): Robert Williams, Carl Orff, Leslie West, Felix Pappalardi, John Elis Ventura, Terrell Mcneal, Rodriguez Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com