[Yhung T.O.:]
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
L-Finguz

I'm not a regular nigga, I don't date regular bitches
Baby, all I drive is foreign, I'm not a regular nigga
I'm not the niggas you used to, I need a bitch look like NuNu
I let you match me so that's two coupes, I got Tutu in this two-two

All of my niggas be wildin'
Catch an opp, then we shoot, ain't no pausin'
I really came from the bottom
Everything that I wanted, I bought it
I wanted a foreign, I bought it
She want designer, I bought it
Heard that you dissin', I caught it
Fuckin' other bitches, you caught it
I got VV's in these Cartis
My bitch like Nicki, she Barbie
I know deep down that you for me
I got three Glocks in a four seat
Drop a hundred on niggas, stay ballin'
Left to right like dominos
You put your trust up inside these hoes
I put my trust up inside this pole
I put some diamonds inside this gold
Drip, drip, all my diamonds froze
Drip, drip, I be blowin' fours
New bag but this money old
I know these niggas be up in they feelings
We just like Porsches and Benzes
Philthy pull up in that Wraith
It ain't shit to let your friends in

I'm not a regular nigga, I don't date regular bitches
Baby, all I drive is foreign, I'm not a regular nigga
I'm not the niggas you used to, I need a bitch look like NuNu
I let you match me so that's two coupes, I got Tutu in this two-two
I'm not a regular nigga, I don't date regular bitches
Baby, all I drive is foreign, I'm not a regular nigga
I'm not the niggas you used to, I need a bitch look like NuNu
I let you match me so that's two coupes, I got Tutu in this two-two

[Philthy Rich:]
I ain't a regular nigga (Uh-uh)
I don't fuck regular bitches (Bad bitches)
I don't be regular shoppin' (Ball hard)
These ain't regular Christians (It's Philthy)
I don't count regular money (A hundred thou')
I don't got regular diamonds (VS1's)
I don't wear regular clothes (Fuck is that?)
This ain't regular designer (It's Philthy)
I don't sip regular syrup (Actavis)
I don't smoke regular gas (It's loud)
I don't drive regular cars (It's foreign)
This ain't no regular gas (It's Philthy)
Hi-Tech red but the hundreds blue
Cop a new foreign in a month or two
Told the bitch to roll up a blunt or two
Niggas clout chasin', what it's comin' to
Fuck my enemies, I'm havin' foreign keys
Cuban on my neck cost a hundred G's
In the trap with a hundred P's
Keep the F