On da regular (fenty v3)

XUKO and S <3

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XUKO and S <3


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Ayy, bitch, woah
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah
Get racks on the regular (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Racks on the regular, racks on the regular (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'ma get the cash, that's forever (Cash), get it on the regular (Cash)
We separate, not together (Yeah), keep it that way forever (Yeah)
Margiela all on my sweater (Uh-huh), it get yo' girl wetter (Uh-huh)
Run up on me, my hand on beretta (Uh-huh), hit you and your beretta (Uh-huh)
I'm ballin' out the stadium (Cash), you can't ball better (Swish)
You know I got Moncler on me (Yeah), in thе cold weather (Yeah, yеah)
I knock 'em out, left-right, left-right, uppercut, nigga, Mayweather (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
My VVS on me, all white, all white, it look like sleigh weather (Bling, bling,bling), uh-huh
As I hop in the ride (Skrrt)
Got yo' thot, she inside (Got yo' thot)
Hand on my Glock, I won't trust (Grrah)
Run up on me, you gon' die (Grahh, grahh)
Perkies on the way
Three to the face, damnit, I'm too high (Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can't)
I don't wan' take these Percs no more
But if I don't take 'em, feel like I'm gon' die (Yeah, yeah)
And I gotta live for 'em (I gotta live)
That choppa on me, pull up, grrah, grrah
Make him run, Forrest (Make him run)
He say he wanna fight, f*ck that
I got a gun for him (I got a gun)
I'm yo' father, bitch why bother?
You is my son, boy (You my son)
Run up on me then that chopper got heat kinda like the sun, boy (Kinda like the sun)
My brother locked up, need to let him out just like Akon, boy (Just like Akon)
AK in the back of the truck, Al Qaeda on it, Osam', boy (Osam')
If you lookin' for me, I'm prolly puttin' dick up in yo' mom, boy (Put dick in yo' momma, yeah)

I'ma get the cash, that's forever, get it on the regular
We separate, not together, keep it that way forever
Margiela all on my sweater, it get yo' girl wetter
Run up on me, my hand on beretta, hit you and your beretta
I'm ballin' out the stadium, you can't ball better
You know I got Moncler on me in the cold weather
I knock 'em out, left-right, left-right, uppercut, nigga, Mayweather
My VVS on me, alright, alright, it look like sleigh weather, uh-huh

Two to the face, I'm okay (I'm gone)
Get away with crimes like O.J, uh (Yeah)
Lean on me, no O.J, uh (Yeah)
VVS clear like Blu-Ray, uh (Gleam)
Triple nine on my wrist, no slit (Slit)
Bitch told me that she would slit her wrist (Slit her wrist)
Stop acting pussy, clitoris
Man up, Ellen DeGenerous (Yeah)
Uh, I was generous
I'm done being a gentleman
F*ck up out your feelings bitch (Bitch)
I don't give a f*ck what you feeling, bitch
All this over some silly shit (Yeah)
You must have some mental damage, eh
We can play games if you wanna play
Game over, game over, you know I win
How does it feel to be the loser? I'm poppin' pills (Bitch)
How does it feel to be the loser? I'm askin' for real (I'm askin' for real, real, real)
Uh, this is a miracle (Nah)
Nah, this some bullshit
It's really yourself you embarrassing

I'ma get the cash, that's forever (Uh), get it on the regular (Uh-huh)
We separate, not together (Uh), keep it that way forever (Skrrt, skrrt, uh-huh)
Margiela all on my sweater (Margiela), it get yo' girl wetter (Oh yeah)
Run up on me, my hand on beretta (Oh yeah), hit you and your beretta (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
I'm ballin' out the stadium (Uh), you can't ball better (Uh-uh)
You know I got Moncler on me (Uh-huh) in the cold weather (Uh-huh)
I knock 'em out, left-right, left-right, uppercut, nigga, Mayweather
My VVS on me, alright, alright, it look like sleigh weather, uh-huh

Yeah, yeah, I'm back on it
Your bitch, she wanna f*ck
I tell her "Cool", I'm feeling lonely
Run up on me, brand new gun
Tommy on me, maccy on me
I get cheese, no macaroni, uh
I can turn your brains into some fuckin' mastaccholi
Uh, huh, all on the floor, dead president on me just like a mourge (Huh, yuh)
Your bitch a whore, run up on me you get put on the floor (Uh, yeah)
Kickflip work just like a skateboard
Your bitch back in this, break it like a record
I'm in the studio, all I do is push record
Platinum, platinum, plat', yeah that's me boy (That's me boy)

I'ma get the cash, that's forever, get it on the regular
We separate, not together, keep it that way forever
Margiela all on my sweater, it get yo' girl wetter
Run up on me, my hand on beretta, hit you and your beretta
I'm ballin' out the stadium, you can't ball better
You know I got Moncler on me in the cold weather
I knock 'em out, left-right, left-right, uppercut, nigga, Mayweather
My VVS on me, alright, alright, it look like sleigh weather, uh-huh

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