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Regular
Hip-Hop/Rap
Regular was released on 8 August 2024 by Cambeezy as a part of the album Vibe Vault
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Release Date8 August 2024
LabelCambeezy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron White
Cameron White
Songwriter

Lyrics

No, I ain't regular, I got the block Stackin' this shit all the way from the cop
Boy, you a lame, you be at the park I'm in a trap, I move in the dark
No, I ain't regular, I got these hoes These **** seen Margaret and then he just
Froze
BT ain't like that, ain't know what to do Actin' like Ravie, ain't got a clue
Boy, you a regular, lookin' like props I heard your music, them shits all flops
Boy, outta shape, you lookin' like bitch I just hit start when I see my bitch
Sick of these here bars, just call me Vincent I'm gettin' guap from another dimension
You talkin' shit, send them to the moon Think it's a game, but it ain't a cartoon
I'm in a Jag and you in a car I'm cruisin' smooth while you fallin' apart
Actin' like Skibs, he know it all But he's outta tricks, just watch him fall
I'll do you dirty, call me Blitzkamen I'm gettin' guap, just look at my wallet
I'm workin' hard and you just a slacker I'm climbin' up while you fallin' backwards
Since I'm a boss, you **** just fire I told you get busy and you actin' fire
High five the bitch and then I went ghost At first she was cool, now she doin' the most
Steppin' to me, that's an excellent challenge I'm always on point, just look at my balance
I got a death sandwich if you talkin' shit Serve it up cold, you regret it real quick
BZ and Ashton, I'm skippin' the line Grilled cheese deluxe, the sandwich is mine
I'm Party P, the life of the function Hands in the air with no interruption
Mississippi Queen, I'm a diamond morbado Livin' like fast, goin' full throttle
I'm at Wing Kingdom, chillin' with the boys Sauced up laughing, makin' all the noise
You really ain't shit, I seen you have boney Claiming you real, but you really a phony
BZ's death punch is sendin' you to the sky If you seein' stars and you can't reply
What is you doin, boy, get back to work I need me a drink while these bad bitches twerk
I'm rollin' a joint and I'm sippin' on lean I got a bad bitch and she look like Eileen
I'm in the trap and you at the coffee shop Grindin' all night, why you just watch the clock
Me and my **** like Ruby and Mordecai Smokin' out loud, my ****, we more than high
Life ain't a movie, it's more like a show Cameras be flashin' everywhere that I go
Some days it's lit, some days it's regular But I just keep a bad bitch in my cell
Written by: Cameron White
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