Regular

[Intro]

(Mother**** spaceship)

[Chorus]

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

[Verse 1]

I hit from the back if it's wet enough

I hit it again while she dressin' up

I want you to eat me, et cetera

I want a threesome, so set it up

You was poppin' them Percs on the regular

You was poppin' them Percs when I met you, huh

I was smokin' a lot, I admitted it

Only thing in my pocket a Metro Card

Don't talk about it, I get it in

Dick in her mouth, she gon' fit it in

VVS's, they be glitterin'

They don't like me, but they listenin' (Huh)

If I buy her the symphony

She gon' ride like a Bentley then

And she only like the boss type

She is not into middlemen

When I was nineteen, I stopped doin' nine-to-fives, I swear, nigga

Now I'm only twenty-six, pimpin' out rides like I'm Xzibit, yeah (Huh)

Never lease, sign on the side of my head, I only hang with millionaires

And I don't wanna get in my feelings, yeah

DTB, I know bitches be trippin', yeah

[Chorus]

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

[Verse 2]

Stars align, I want number one with the smoke on the sign-up

I'm gettin' money, you know this already, but told her meet me at the diner

'Member I was down bad, only fly shit, couldn't get no designer

Now my circle is high class, thinkin' 'bout smokin' a blunt with Madonna

My nigga, I'm high as hell, need me some ice just to go with the Donny

My bitch havin' mood swings and she be alright when I show her the money

Go up on a Monday like we ain't got nothin' to do in the mornin'

I'm flyer than ever, my nigga, my hoodie on like it was stormin', huh

[Chorus]

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)