illkira - Regular Sh*t Lyrics

Ay, bitch I ain't in the mood
Ain't on your shit, uh huh
Yeah, high as hell on the moon
Tryna get millions, uh huh
Yeah, why would I worry 'bout regular shit?
I'm good, uh huh
Really, I'm tryna get my gang up
Eatin' good uh huh
Old friends say "what's good?" uh huh
My music good, uh huh
So is your bitch, she good, uh huh
She knows what I'm talkin' 'bout
Oh, and we did things that we cannot say out loud
Keep it down! it's way too loud

I knew that I had to get my racks up
So I did that shit, uh
Yeah I did that bitch, uh
I'm tryna get you rich
Do it for my momma
(Ay, yeah) blowin' up like Osama
(Yeah) and no I don't just do it all for me
Yeah, but I do it
It's all me, yeah
This that fire!
Couple rounds will shut 'em down in this bitch!
They held me down, in this bitch!
It comes around in this bitch!
So you better watch your mouth
(Watch it, watch it!)
And I just spent 100k on my momma
That's some shit I wouldn't do for a bitch
(Yeah yeah)
No I can't be sad
Y'all gotta catch up I'm getting these racks
Y'all gotta catch up I'm getting this bread
Yeah, money coming & these back ends
Got me spending like a brat bitch
(Yeah) louis v on my belt, bitch
(Ay) smokin' a backwood in the hills
Your bitch is average on the real, yuh
(Mmm)

Ay, bitch I ain't in the mood
Ain't on your shit, uh huh
Yeah, high as hell on the moon
Tryna get millions, uh huh
Yeah, why would I worry 'bout regular shit?
I'm good, uh huh
Really, I'm tryna get my gang up
Eatin' good uh huh
Old friends say "what's good?" uh huh
My music good, uh huh
So is your bitch, she good, uh huh
She knows what I'm talkin' 'bout
Oh, and we did things that we cannot say out loud
Keep it down! it's way too loud
(Girl you way too loud)

I think I'm too rare for these mothaf*ckas
Yeah I'm way too rare for them yeah
I'm way too real for them yeah
(Ay) f*ck how you feel
Ay, f*ck all these rappers yeah
F*ck all these pills
Really how I feel is
F*ck all of you

Ay, bitch I ain't in the mood
Ain't on your shit, uh huh
Yeah, high as hell on the moon
Tryna get millions, uh huh
Yeah, why would I worry 'bout regular shit?
I'm good, uh huh
Really, I'm tryna get my gang up
Eatin' good uh huh
Old friends say "what's good?" uh huh
My music good, uh huh
So is your bitch, she good, uh huh
She knows what I'm talkin' 'bout
Oh, and we did things that we cannot say out loud
Keep it down! it's way too loud
(Girl you way too loud)