Muziekvideo

Big Scarr - "The Regular" |Dir. by @embrcethestrnge |
Bekijk de videoclip voor {trackName} van {artistName}

Verschijnt in

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Scarr
Big Scarr
Vocals
Bandplay
Bandplay
Programming
Doughboy Beatz
Doughboy Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Woods
Alexander Woods
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
Bradley Brandon
Bradley Brandon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Doughboy Beatz
Doughboy Beatz
Producer

Songteksten

BandPlay Let's go (let's go) Woah, woah, woah, woah Let's go (let's go) Phew, phew, phew, phew Let's go (let's go) Uh, woah, woah, woah, woah Let's go (let's go) Uh, when I clear out my schedule (schedule) I'm in the hood every day on the regular (on the regular) I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (26s on Chevy trucks) Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (know they ain't catchin' us) Nah, let's go (let's go) Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one) Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun) You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some) Better get you some, woah (go) I hit the stage, nah, no nigga ain't give me nothin' (no) Still get 'em in for the low, bitch, can't function nothin' (no, I can't function nothin') Been havin' motion back then so I barely stunt (I barely stunt) Yeah, I barely stunt, woah In love with straight eight, hit the gas and I do a stunt (then I do a stunt) You ain't got no pull in your hood, you ain't runnin' nothin' (you ain't runnin' nothin') These racks to my money, I flip it and run it up (I flip it and run it up) If you know me, better think 'fore runnin' up (better think 'fore runnin' up) Don't try to beef with me 'less you a hundred up (gotta stay double up) Nigga double up, woah Can't show no love, put my feelings in double cups (woah) Reach for my chain at the show, then we goin' up (we goin' up) Tape full of shooters, ain't no nigga boein' us (ain't no nigga boein' us) Got the opps wanna join us (woah) Bitch, your group there actin' like they be knowin' us (woah, go) Feelin' my tags when I pull up in foreign truck (I pull up in foreign truck) Don't try your luck, need the one that might change up Might get her tummy tucked, but I can't spoil her (nah) Wide body kit, it might be with the spoilers (let's go) Diss on the 'net, then real life they avoid (every time they avoid shit) Came a long way servin' grams out a quarter (grams out a quarter) Still a street nigga, pull up in the store (pull up at the store) Can't post in my hood, better not come 'cross the border Uh, when I clear out my schedule (schedule) I'm in the hood every day on the regular (on the regular) I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (26s on Chevy trucks) Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (know they ain't catchin' us) Nah, let's go (let's go) Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one) Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun) You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some) Better get you some, woah (go) Can't take these rap niggas serious (nah) My jeans, they Amiris It's leather, Supreme on my coat (Supreme on my coat) Drive the 'Cat like Fast & Furious (phew) Give me tunnel vision (phew), still sippin' and rollin' up dope (I'm rollin' up dope) He done tracked me through the city, I'm clutchin' the Glock Still ride with my Drac' on the floor (my sticks on the floor) Profit off poverty, yeah, I'm the GOAT (yeah) I made a livin' off grass (woah), but this in the past (woah) I guess if you know, then you know (know, then you know) No, I can't give him a pass (woah), but we on your ass (woah) I caught him down bad with the hoe (yeah, he gotta go) No, you can't hang with the gang, hurt your toe (woah) Out in Miami, I'm zoolin' with Zo (I'm zoolin' with Zo) Bitches bikini, white pounds on my toes (white pounds on my toes) Beat her backend at the fountain (let's go) Uh, when I clear out my schedule (schedule) I'm in the hood every day on the regular (on the regular) I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (26s on Chevy trucks) Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (know they ain't catchin' us) Nah, let's go (let's go) Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (catch you one) Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (the AR got a honey bun) You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (gotta go get you some) Better get you some, woah
Writer(s): Bradley Brandon, Krishon O'brien Gaines, Alexander Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out