[Hook: T-Painl]
Can I choose how I live?
Kind of car I should whip?
Kind of job I should get?
Yeah, man I call bullshit
Oh no, you regulators
We the new regulators (yeah)
Can I choose how I live?
Kind of car I should whip?
Kind of job I should get?
Yeah, man I call bullshit
All of you regulators
We the new regulators (oh no, no)

[Verse 1: Rafael Casal]
All your new shit sound the same
Guess, now we all do cocaine
Long hair, don't care, guess I'm Cobain
Ain't gonna be no fucking gain if there's no pain
Okay, cut it open, grind it up
Spread it, pack it, roll it, load it up
I just need my potion in here
And then kill 'er well, kill 'er well, kill'er well
Uh, arigatou
Sunglasses look like I got me Yoko
Attitude look like I'm snatchin' your ho
Mentality far too advanced for that though
Oh, got my own thing you can visit
Used to be on Henny now we just Jamison it
Rockin' like a motherfucker, I ain't got no limit
I'm a headbanger, boy, get wit it
[Hook: T-Pain]
Can I choose how I live?
Kind of car I should whip?
Kind of job I should get?
Yeah, man I call bullshit
All of you regulators
We the new regulators (oh no, no)

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
Codeine, codeine, yeah we need that
Double cup everywhere that we be at
Ain't tryin' to feel nothin' but these raps
Y'all sleep, can't breathe, get a C-PAP
Pssh, that's that shit
Whatever you want bruh, pass that shit
They playin' my song bruh, slap that shit
I look like I'm all a fact of fiction
Diction too good when I ain't lit
So I stay lit but can't say the same shit
E'ryone else sayin' the game, spit flame in the ear
She at home playin' wit her clit
Y'all made the blueprint too basic
Then regulated the way we can make it
Bay Boys been busy setting fire to fake shit
Up in the crucible, meltin' this heavy metal
Been bettin' against this forever
Bitchin' it's time to settle
[Hook: T-Pain]
Can I choose how I live?
Kind of car I should whip?
Kind of job I should get?
Yeah, man I call bullshit
All of you regulators
We the new regulators (Oh no, no, no)

[Verse 3: Rafael Casal]
First verse was just to get the basics acclimated
On my level I'm a complicated fellow
Fuck with the suckers who playin' dress up and turn 'em yellow
Son and you puppets are bigger burdens within the ghetto
I rocked and I roll
I black music well
I rap for the soul
That's the funk you smell
Berkeley boy born 'n bred I'm a damn hippy
Augmentine grown and mean in the crack city
Hella dreams 'bout the cream dollars
Yao Ming yelling loud things making crowds scream it out with me
Don't fit in no box I am much greater
If all the boys need a box I'm a box maker
But Rafa self indulgence finds itself repulsive
You're too well read enough to not showcase intelligence
Do not perpetuate the premise of poverty stricken novelty by letting some exec define your relevance, boy
[Hook: T-Pain & (Rafael Casal)]
Can I choose how I live? (Can I choose how I live, live, live?)
Kind of car I should whip? (Kind of car I should whip, whip, whip?)
Kind of job I should get? (Kind of job I should get, get, get?)
Yeah, man I call bullshit
All of you regulators
We the new regulators

[Outro: T-Pain]
Get it on my own
So just leave me alone
When I'm in my zone
'Til I'm on my throne
To all of you regulators
We're the new regulators
Oh no, no, no