Gino Driggs - RULE lyrics

[Hook: YLTI] Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the p**y or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the world or that b**h is gunna rule you Uh-huh [Verse 1: YLTI] Chu-yeah Sometimes she might needa act young When she don't wanna get under covers I think I do not need air, nah The whole Omar thing there's a guy Undercover following me and my iPhone Proxy (?) Only grandma trill Could call me a pill She think I am cooler than the other side of the pillow f** them other guys, foreal These other to consume or inhale (?) Cannot see the road ahead While I receive some road head Insecure 'bout her self I tell her that she secure by her a** that's inside of her pants that's secured by her belt I do not feel secure like some guy watching me That this is inside of a van that sits outside of my house (?) (?) (?) I am 20 and my b**h is 20 Got that vision and my vision 20/20 (?) Gloria, glorious (?) I swear I be, nuh-huh honey I'm cooler than inside the cooler (?) Remember and mention my words "Ylti be the ruler" Uh-huh I ain't got no time, but it's my time hoe Higher than a mountain like my time zone In my zone, you're like the snow in the globe You only appear to be cold The things that I take to the dome I hate that she fear And she love But she gon' (?) So much wax from my ear lobe (?) I still shine bright like the winter globe Woah YL! [Hook: YLTI] Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the p**y or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the world or that b**h is gunna rule you Uh-huh [Verse 2: Gino Driggs] She want some of that Black Razz Bacardi Back at the party Ahead of my time got me feelin' like Marty Back in the day she was all in my head Got me drinking all night like (?) b**h I do not give a f** Gino is livin', and livin' it up She- she said to me that I'm bound to blow up So she dropped to her knees And she want the close up I was poppin' the Henny I'm going full throttle I'm seeing the girl She just told me to follow You know that she gon' take them shots out the bottle Four of them shots make 'er look like a model Some Crown Roy' with that (?) Out all night and we ain't ever spoil Back in black like I'm Michael Young I can still taste the oil, it's still on my tongue b**h I do not give a f** that you talkin' 'bout me (me, me) For One day I hope that I be only thing that you see (see, see) Cuh' My time on the way And it's f** what you say It's 1 in the morning, I'm drinking Bombay I'm yelling and screaming like Kanye with Sway And I just smoked some purple I just beat LAE And I'm f**ing so hard I done went through two condoms f**ing so hard like my physics are quantum Tell me the truth about something you said I just won't give a f** Cause I just walked ahead You got nothing to tell me My dick in her belly While I'm watching Belly I tell her the truth when I'm loose off the juice Like I am Makaveli Gino [Hook: YLTI] Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule your mind or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the p**y or it gon' rule you Yeah Rule the world or that b**h is gunna rule you Uh-huh [Verse 3: The Yung God] Ooh And I do that sh** (I do!) f** all that talkin' I'm 'bouta prove that sh** (Prove that sh**) Beat the p**y up and yeah I rule that sh** Codeine and I'm swimming in the pool, lit (My mind I'm 'bouta loose that sh**) Uhh And I ain't f**ing with these putos If they got a problem Put a round up in they culo I'm just playin' But this sh** is really f**ing lethal sh**ting on these motherf**ers like a f**ing seagulls Breaking these rules, while I'm ruling this sh** Dropped outta school, but I'm schooling these kids These are the rappers, taking them L's f**ing with us, they all praying I fail Yl and Gino cheefing I pop them like The Weeknd You just a b**h, I f**ed 'er Now I need to see you leavin' Your life ain't got no meaning You better believe it (b**h I rule the world Cause I'm not a human being) I'm a God, you a fraud (You a motherf**in' fraud, boy) We go hard, that's our squad (That's our motherf**in' squad, boy) Everyday I'm on my job (On my motherf**in' job, boy) We the motherf**ers that's in charge Uhh, ya'll just a mirage Yeah Stay in all black, but no I'm not gothic Talkin' 'bout me, but you broke, you can't cop this Always stay winner So I never take losses 'Bout to k** 'em all, like the ma**acre in Boston I don't f** wit' you like you was a cop Still doubting me Just shut up and watch Run Idaho, and that sh** don't stop But I still rep the West, like my name 2Pac Yung God!