[Intro: Oais]
Ay
Has it started
Aight cool leave that bit in
Yeah
Regrets remix
Oais, M Huncho
They already know what it is
You get me
Yeah

[Chorus: M Huncho]
These N***as there gonna regret
We show them nothing but love
I was walking on the main road with a couple of Z's in a rug
I love the fact that we made it
Man we straight from the mud
Yeah we straight from the mud
And my cups full of mugs
Show no love to no gov
Milky yeah he my bro
Sosa I do the running man
My wrist is empty need some rubber band
Had a really bad summer man
Winter time need to chase the grands
Winter time need to chase the grands
Winter time need to chase the grands
[Bridge: M Huncho]
I've had enough of these fakers
I've had enough of the fake love
All you guys from the other side
You touch my bro that can never slide
We ain't a gang we a family right
My griffins touch for my family guys
Ay
My griffins touch for my family guys

[Verse 1: Oais]
They don't wanna see the best of me
I Show no love to the enemy
They be tripping slipping
I be winning winning
Started from beginning
Why they stressing me
If that's your girl why she texting me
Everyday she be next to me
She play the flute she know the melody
She love the woah she love the recipe
I spat fire in the womb
Paigons know me I set fire to the room
Not just that I set fire in the booth
If a hater like it hot I set fire to the moon
Woah
I just spit it quick
Mix the shit
Bro's know i did my bit
Flip the script
We take shots
We pick the pic
We take the mic
Ay doctor
They know i'm sick
Na
Like why they gotta lie for
They ain't gonna get rich so they die poor
It's one way but i'm sneaking through the side door
One out of 6 then you know i'm getting 5 more
Yeah im bout to blow like a C4
Can't ride the wave ain't no seesaw
They want part two give them three more
If there's a third part its a squeal
No T.H.C still the highest
Own terminal i'm the fliest
Oais na that's a crisis
Cos they bond to me like its science
No T.H.C still the highest
Own terminal i'm the fliest
Oais na that's a crisis
Cos they bond to me like its science
[Chorus: M Huncho]
These N***as there gonna regret
We show them nothing but love
I was walking on the main road with a couple of Z's and a rug
I love the fact that we made it
Man we straight from the mud
Yeah we straight from the mud
And my cups full of mugs [?]
Show no love to no gov
Milky yeah he my bro
Sosa I do the running man
My wrist is empty need some rubber band
Had a really bad summer man
Winter time need to chase the grinds
Winter time need to chase the grinds
Winter time need to chase the grinds