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lil skies - regular lyrics

[intro: lil skies]
ooh, ooh
aye
i can’t (aye)
i can’t (aye)

[pre-hook: lil skies]
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)

[hook]
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)

[bridge: lil skies]
hey
things ain’t been the same, we be smokin’ dame
to reduce the pain, we don’t ever have no doubts
i be chillin’ with my crew
n-gga what you wanna do
if you see us when you out
don’t run yo mouth (mouth)

[verse 1: lil skies]
yuh! i’m flippin’ work like i’m jackie chan
n-ggas be hatin’ they been a fan
i got them goons like the taliban
jump in the p-ssy i’m swervin’
that b-tch be knowin’ her purpose
i leave the b-tch like it’s urgent
f-ck her pull open the curtains
i smoke the tooka can barely breathe
i squash her out like a centipede
come over here and get on your knees
we take a picture she saying “cheese’!
raw got the work for the low, aye!
he bussin’ jug by the store, aye!
kick her right outta the door, aye!
if she a thot she ‘on go, aye

[hook: lil skies]
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)
can’t f-ck the b-tch if she regular (regular)
can’t smoke the kush if it’s regular (regular)
i do not see my compet-tors (-pet-tors)
you know i’m already head of ya (head of ya)

[verse 2: lil skies]
aye
taydo3 with me in the cut, aye
don’t want my weed in a dutch, aye
i roll my weed on her b-tt, ew
might pour a four in my cup, aye
might just pull up in a truck, aye
might just swag out on you punks, aye
leprechaun dopers below, aye

[verse 3: awg taydo3]
my n-ggas is shooters they ready to rock
b-tches they with me they ride til they die
roll through your city not talkin’ to cops
shooters stay with me they strapped with a nine
aim for your head, don’t aim for no thighs
k!llin’ this sh-t with my bro lil skies
shootin’ like kobe so {dunk on your thot}
stay in the kitchen my hand in the pot
grabbin’ the whip then i skrrt off the lot
b-tches stay with me they love to give top
runnin’ this sh-t, like i’m a roth
sippin’ on lean, don’t sip no ciroc
y’all n-ggas hatin’ my n-ggas on top
fly to miami with {b-tch} drop the top
these hoes {don’t go on} red like a stop
smoke the best loud it came from up top
stuff up the wood, can’t hit and i cough
got all the pack, {flipped} that sh-t off
moved it so quick, they call me chris paul
free all my n-ggas that’s locked behind bars
catchin’ this wave, but duckin’ the law
catchin’ this wave, but duckin’ the law
catchin’ this wave, but duckin’ the law
catchin’ this wave, but duckin’ the law

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