Текст песни No Regrets - Celly Bucks

Onna guys I get much respect
Bitches say I'm fly seen me on a jet (Hmm)
They surprised I got no regrets
Told Brodie niggas dying off them Percocets (Hmm)
I got bad bitches bad bitches on me
I might just slide in the lamb on my lonely
We playing yachts getting litty with my Brodies
Ain't going back to the city that's the old me

I told my bitch I'm getting money please don't worry bout my other bitch
My music and my image really switched up on some other shit
I hang wit rich niggas I done froze up my other wrist
A nigga get figures I might pose for another pick
I might lose my mind if she call me by my government
Niggas back and forth tell the truth know I'm running it
I bought a handbag for the glocky and it cover it
And invent swag nigga dripping bitches loving it
And all i got is money on my mind yeah
Throw it up let the AP shine yeah
I might take the rolls with a dime yeah
When them other niggas fold I'll be right here

Onna guys I get much respect
Bitches say I'm fly seen me on a jet (Hmm)
They surprised I got no regrets
Told Brodie niggas dying off them Percocets (Hmm)
I got bad bitches bad bitches on me
I might just slide in the lamb on my lonely
We playing yachts getting litty with my Brodies
Ain't going back to the city that's the old me