Regrets (Remix)

[Intro: Oais] Ay Has it started Aight cool leave that bit in Yeah Regrets remix Oais, M Huncho They already know what it is You get me Yeah [Chorus: M Huncho] These Niggas there gonna regret We show them nothing but love I was walking on the main road with a couple of Z's in a rug I love the fact that we made it Man we straight from the mud Yeah we straight from the mud And my cups full of mugs Show no love to no gov Milky yeah he my bro Sosa I do the running man My wrist is empty need some rubber band Had a really bad summer man Winter time need to chase the grands Winter time need to chase the grands Winter time need to chase the grands [Bridge: M Huncho] I've had enough of these fakers I've had enough of the fake love All you guys from the other side You touch my bro that can never slide We ain't a gang we a family right My griffins touch for my family guys Ay My griffins touch for my family guys [Verse 1: Oais] They don't wanna see the best of me I Show no love to the enemy They be tripping slipping I be winning winning Started from beginning Why they stressing me If that's your girl why she texting me Everyday she be next to me She play the flute she know the melody She love the woah she love the recipe I spat fire in the womb Paigons know me I set fire to the room Not just that I set fire in the booth If a hater like it hot I set fire to the moon Woah I just spit it quick Mix the shit Bro's know i did my bit Flip the script We take shots We pick the pic We take the mic Ay doctor They know i'm sick Na Like why they gotta lie for They ain't gonna get rich so they die poor It's one way but i'm sneaking through the side door One out of 6 then you know i'm getting 5 more Yeah im bout to blow like a C4 Can't ride the wave ain't no seesaw They want part two give them three more If there's a third part its a squeal No T.H.C still the highest Own terminal i'm the fliest Oais na that's a crisis Cos they bond to me like its science No T.H.C still the highest Own terminal i'm the fliest Oais na that's a crisis Cos they bond to me like its science [Chorus: M Huncho] These Niggas there gonna regret We show them nothing but love I was walking on the main road with a couple of Z's and a rug I love the fact that we made it Man we straight from the mud Yeah we straight from the mud And my cups full of mugs [?] Show no love to no gov Milky yeah he my bro Sosa I do the running man My wrist is empty need some rubber band Had a really bad summer man Winter time need to chase the grinds Winter time need to chase the grinds Winter time need to chase the grinds