Polyester the Saint - On The Regular lyrics

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Polyester the Saint - On The Regular lyrics

[Verse 1: Polyester The Saint] When the sun falls, I better rise up You say you swinging in the streets, homie put your ride up I be in the late night, dipping from the coppers The birds all buddy but that ain't the only chopper I'm finna cop an L go and name her Cyndi Lauper Up in the gate, don't wanna be tamed, you know you can't stop us Leather on the seat with the custom moon roof Pop up the hood, that's a LS booth Don't talk if you bluffing, we all pulling up here I started out with a bucket, now I'm out here slumping I had to hit the brick just to brush up on my hands Double up my bands, hustle hard, I'm in the field, you in the stands You seeing it, huh? You feeling it, bruh? No need for it, bruh So now what's up? Come try your luck I can't be touched My squad's full of a chosen few Go get us doing what we supposed to do Hella gang, I been cheddar king Building paid by breaking rules [Hook: Dom Kennedy] Chose a righteous path and I doubled up Southern California where we coming from Cause to all them schoolers like a movie I be putting that in 91 in my [?] I just need to go fast I just need to go fast She ain't tryna slow you down when you coming up with me I do fly sh** on the regular [Verse 2: Polyester The Saint] You be doing all that talking but never pop off If you step you leaving with nothing so don't you run up Picking up the pieces, now watch as your boy cut up Focus 4 in the morning before ya little bum's rush They say you reap what you sow, I guess I been here before My rolls go past the flow and I laugh at foes I could hit you with the gangster lean, still in my creeks Ain't no faking, I'm freeze, all my haters deceased Plus my paper don't sleeve, ain't no waiting the week I want that cash in the bag, don't be cutting my cheese I'm a walking one man show, baby gon' take you a seat Now put the pedal to the metal and turn the keys Now you dogging, Yoda chosen Palm tree coasting, the world is open With the alpine on blast Beating up the block, ain't no coming back, ghetto slap [Hook: Dom Kennedy] Chose a righteous path and I doubled up Southern California where we coming from Cause to all them schoolers like a movie I be putting that in 91 in my [?] I just need to go fast I just need to go fast She ain't tryna slow you down when you coming up with me I do fly sh** on the regular

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