[Pre-Chorus]
Nowadays, no, I'm not regular
I don't know these n***as, 'cause these n***as, they too regular
Yeah, she got a man, I've got a girl and she's a better her
No, I do not own her, I don't check-in, I do check on her

[Chorus]
I mean it all and I would risk that
I can make her feel it in her stomach like a six-pack
Woah, don't forget that
I was on the road, and I must've made like ten stacks
Tell me what you want, yeah
I do this shit for fun
I sat back and thought about it, now I'm done
I smoke so much gas, forget about my lungs
I got paper cuts, they all up on my thumbs

[Verse]
What I make in a day, you make in a month
In the front of my car, where they put the trunk
Started up, and in a second, boy, you done
I don't go nowhere without my gun
Plus my gun, I swear it came right with a drum
Trigger finger hurtin', shoot it with my thumb
I'm a rockstar, but I came straight from the slums
Yes, I made it in the hood, they think I won
[Pre-Chorus]
Nowadays, no, I'm not regular
I don't know these n***as, 'cause these n***as, they too regular
Yeah, she got a man, I've got a girl and she's a better her
No, I do not own her, I don't check-in, I do check on her

[Chorus]
I mean it all and I would risk that
I can make her feel it in her stomach like a six-pack
Woah, don't forget that
I was on the road, and I must've made like ten stacks
Now tell me what you want, yeah
I do this shit for fun
I sat back and thought about it, now I'm done
I smoke so much gas, forget about my lungs
I got paper cuts, they all up on my thumbs

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
I mean it all and I would risk that
I can make her feel it in her stomach like a six-pack
Woah, don't forget that
I was on the road, and I must've made like ten stacks
Now tell me what you want, yeah
I do this shit for fun
I sat back and thought about it, now I'm done
I smoke so much gas, forget about my lungs
I got paper cuts, they all up on my thumbs