Regular - Stefflon Don

I will be sure that the lady is a friend

Ladies

If I ever fall

I’m not like them regular chicks

When I go for a hit, I don’t miss

Go for a hit, I don’t miss

I’m not like them regular bitches

Not like them regular chicks

Not like them regular chicks

When my man dive in

I go in and smash on them bitches

Got my fam out the hood

Cast out buyin' good now

Got it poppin' like I should’ve

Live my life, gotta loca

In the neck of the woods

In the neck of the woods

It ain’t trickin' 'if you got it

When I pull up on 'em they be wylin'

I’m in the city and I’m pretty wit' it

Diamonds on me, got me feelin' big

Is you with me if I fall down

Lemme know, lemme know, know

'Cause I’m in the goal, put fire up

Fuck love, I’ma handle my stuff

Told you I’m not like them regular chicks

I ain’t gon' deal with no regular shit

He say he love me but play with the ting

I be like «damn, who you kiddin'?»

I’m not like them regular chicks

Nobody gon' diss me or call me a bitch

I be like «damn, who you kiddin'?»

Run up, run up, get done up

If they kick me down, I’m gon' come up

I’m always gon' have one up

Livin' my life, I won’t give up

I got my money, I can make do

Made one milli, I could make two

Ain’t no favors, I’ve been workin', workin' back to back

God knows I stay true

I’m not like them regular chicks

When I go for a hit, I don’t miss

Go for a hit, I don’t miss

I’m not like them regular bitches

Not like them regular chicks

Not like them regular chicks

When my man dive in

I go in and smash on them bitches

Got my fam out the hood

Cast out buyin' good now

Got it poppin' like I should’ve

Live my life, gotta loca

In the neck of the woods

In the neck of the woods

It ain’t trickin' 'if you got it

When I pull up on 'em they be wylin'

Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my neck (On my neck)

Every time I step I’ve got these bitches pressed (Yeah)

Ooh, they throwin' shots, but it ain’t direct (No, it ain’t direct)

You know they could never come at me that way

Swear I ain’t just like your regular

Poppin', we gettin' that cheddar, bro

Flickin' my wrist like a baller

Bitches gon' hate 'cause they regular

You think you’re best like you all that

Someone need slap you a joker

Someone need slap you a joker

give money to ya, my

Whoa-oah-oah-oah

You know what it is

Baby, you know that it’s like that

If I leave, you ain’t gon' like that (You ain’t gon' like that)

You know I’m wit' the G’s (Ooh)

You know I’m turnin' up (Ooh)

You know I’m poppin' tags (Ooh)

You know I’m with the stuff (Yeah)

If I spend it, I make it back (I make it)

Run it up, run it up, run the check

How you gon' treat me like bitches on crack?

How you gon' treat me like bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my neck

Every time I step I’ve got these bitches pressed (Yeah)

Ooh, they throwin' shots, but it ain’t direct (Yeah)

You know they could never come at me that way

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Lovin' what you do

it up

No, you know my love

I can marry you

Know I love what you do

Know I love what you do

Know I gotta get there

You, know I gotta get there

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Lovin' what you do

it up

No, you know my love

I can marry you

Know I love what you do

Know I love what you do

Know I gotta get there

You, know I gotta get there