REGULAR

[Regular Show & JASIAH:]
[Guy in crowd:] Hey! Where are your instruments man?
[Mordecai:]
Shut it! We're
Jasiah
[Mordecai:] And we rock so hard, we don't need instruments
[Rigby:] Hit it!
[Benson:] A one, a two, a one, two, three, four!

[JASIAH:]
Damn
Damn, haha
Damn, bitch, bitch
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Huh)
Yuh, huh, yuh
Ayy, ayy

On my mind, I'm thinking 'bout them bands (Yeah)
My niggas gon' be flexing, no, you cannot comprehend me, knotty clique
Shotty hit yo' body, make yo' body flip, tummy tuck
Pussy getting tummy-fucked, you gon' get yo' money up
Pussy, where yo' toy at? Always [?]
Bitch, I came up from the dirt, and I'm coming from abroad, yeah
Fuel me up, fuel me up, jealous? Bitch, it fuel me up
You niggas took all this clout, I just want the fucking bucks

Talking shit through yo' computer
I'll go to war with' ya, nigga, I got shooters
If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it
You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser

(Yeah) I be chasing checks, I can't fuck no busy bitch
Chop it off the set, mosh pit till you fucking dizzy, bitch
Talking all that shit, why the fuck you faking numbers, bitch?
Fuck if you a vet, you can't even keep up with me, bitch

Talking shit through yo' computer
I'll go to war with' ya, nigga, I got shooters
If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it
You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser
Talking shit through yo' computer
I'll go to war with' ya, nigga, I got shooters
If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it
You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser

[Regular Show:]
[Mordecai:] Huh? Ah, we won
[Eileen:] Actually