[Verse 1]

The smoke’s strong, the whip’s old
The place’s far
Every time the beat’s hard, I raise bars
Homie got scarred doin’ dirt for nice cars
He might end up in the yard, spittin’ on a guard
Yo, he knows it, he goes in
Just wants his neck frozen
The cake tastes better when it’s stolen
Broken locks, swollen pockets
Pot smokin’ modern prophets
Spill the henny, ash the rockets on the carpet
Do it for the profits and the soul
And the coal colored Rolls-Royce
Let the other side dig their holes
Leave ‘em no choice
I seen coke when it boils
Dude that hold toys
The propane I roll’s the main reason for the cold voice
Catch me countin’ stacks where it’ sunny
Nutty leather in the Jag, Diesel in the bag
Bloody suede on the Timbs
Man, those times were muddy
Flip the pack, loose it all, get it back
Regal

[Hook]

Oh baby
Flip the pack, loose it all get it back

[Verse 2]

Rollin’ spliffs out the pack
Then it’s to the face
My phone ringing, the homie just caught another case
Crazy things we do just to fill the safe
Can’t think move through when you’re on a chase
That’s why I pace on the way
Move slow, scoop dough
Get my cake from the weight
Seen fools think slow and go straight for the bait
Break rules and codes, head straight for the lake, Uh
Steaks on the grill, mind on a mill
I’d rather spend it on a rollie then a grill
You know the drill, stack bills ‘til they can’t fold
If she does it for the thrill then she ain’t hoein’
Regal blowin’ flowers in the 86
I learned lessons in them 80’s flicks
Never trust a shady bitch, never switch for the riches
You get chips or swim with the fishes
Regal