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regular - clevereternal lyrics

i told her i’m not regular
then she treated me like i was regular
then she tried to hit me on my cellular
she lookin at me tryna find the formula
god smoke, it’s gone make yo lungs choke
all these n-gg-s cut throat, i can make yo boat row
ooh
n-gg-s talk sh-t but they do not want gun smoke
i got dat pack and it come from barbados
and i stack cheese like it’s mother f-ckin legos
i tried to tell dat b-tch i wasn’t regular
a n-gg- spend cheese on the regular
get a couple hunnid thousand on a regular
ooh
narcos, trappin in a pancho
knocking at the front door
i can’t do no fronts though
i done gave bands given way to much leisure
smoke too much gas, i done got anastasia
that b-tch is anemic and she barely breathin
that b-tch is a baby, that bit still be teething
b-tch i switch packs by the motherf-ckin season
open up her legs like that bit open season
they don’t know they hit till they see themselves leakin
they don’t know they dying till they see themselves bleeding
we gone multiply till a n-gg- don’t see em
imma leave ya brain and ya head on the cement
f-ckin dat bit turn dat bit to a demon
i done gave the devil my s-m-n
best believe they watch yea they peepin
b-tches out late yea they creepin
feel like i don’t do enough
and i’m loosing my trust
and them guns might go bust
yeaaa
yea
tell dat lil b-tch i’m advancing x2
yea
woah x4
yea
tell dat lil b-tch i’m enhancing
yea
tell dat lil b-tch i’m advancing
woahx4
i told her i’m not regular
then she treated me like i was regular
then she tried to hit me on my cellular
she lookin at me tryna find the formula
god smoke, it’s gone make yo lungs choke
all these n-gg-s cut throat, i can make yo boat row
n-gg-s talk sh-t but they do not want gun smoke
i got dat pack and it come from barbados
and i stack cheese like it’s mother f-ckin legos
i tried to tell dat b-tch i wasn’t regular
a n-gg- spend cheese on the regular
get a couple hunnid thousand on a regular
narcos, trappin in a pancho
knocking at the front door
i can’t do no fronts though
i done gave bands given way to much leisure
smoke too much gas, i done got anastasia
that b-tch is anemic and she barely breathin
that b-tch is a baby, that bit still be teathing
b-tch i switch packs by the motherf-ckin season
open up her legs like that bit open season
they don’t know they hit till they see themselves leakin
they don’t know they dying till they see themselves bleeding
we gone multiply till a n-gg- don’t see em
imma leave ya brain and ya head on the cement
f-ckin dat bit turn dat bit to a demon
i done gave the devil my s-m-n
best believe they watch yea they peepin
b-tches out late yea they creepin
feel like i don’t do enough
and i’m loosing my trust
and them guns might go bust

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