k**umantii - Rules lyrics

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k**umantii - Rules lyrics

C-C-C-CorMil Rule number one if it’s about me, at me so I can see it Rule number two if you heard sh** that didn’t come from me, then don’t believe it ‘Cause I hate a b**h that like to post sh**, then before you see it she delete it Or when you come to her, she get to switching up like “Girl I ain’t even really mean it” So when I catch you lacking, don’t say sh**, just prepare your a** for this beating ‘Cause on sight means on sight Not in no counselors office having meetings And if you pull my tracks, I’m gone break your face and you really gone be left bleeding ‘Cause these foreign bundles of Brazilian Straight, don’t need to be left leaning And rule 3 if you stating facts, then let me see them receipts ‘Cause if I find out that y’all hoes lying, all them a**es getting beat And y’all saying this and y’all saying that, but y’all hoes ain’t really ’bout sh** Come with that jumping sh** I gotta chopper in the back with a scope and I do not miss b**h! b**h, woah Play with this sh** if you want to hoe Man I don’t even know I won’t even keep in touch So my name in your mouth Then you doing too much Bringing up lies and such And she ain’t hard unless you where the crew and them Online screaming she got real hands But in real life she don’t know what to with them Man she run her mouth like a meter But when it’s time to ride, I ain’t see her So next time, if you ain’t tryna hook Then ‘lil b**h watch your demeanor Lyrics dirty, but the flow is cleaner Watch me slap her sh** like Serena Yeah slap her sh** like Serena Make her spin around like ballerinas You know what I, do She don’t got a, clue Can’t hang with the, gang If you not the, crew I want thirty K on my wrist Gold yellow like piss I got four labels tryna sign the kid And I don’t know which one that I’ma pick Which one that I’ma pick Rule number one if it’s about me, at me so I can see it Rule number two if you heard sh** that didn’t come from me, then don’t believe it ‘Cause I hate a b**h that like to post sh**, then before you see it she delete it Or when you come to her, she get to switching up like “Girl I ain’t even really mean it” So when I catch you lacking, don’t say sh**, just prepare your a** for this beating ‘Cause on sight means on sight Not in no counselors office having meetings And if you pull my tracks, I’m gone break your face and you really gone be left bleeding ‘Cause these foreign bundles of Brazilian Straight, don’t need to be left leaning And rule 3 if you stating facts, then let me see them receipts ‘Cause if I find out that y’all hoes lying, all them a**es getting beat And y’all saying this and y’all saying that, but y’all hoes ain’t really ’bout sh** Come with that jumping sh** I gotta chopper in the back with a scope and I do not miss b**h! You know what I, do She don’t got a, clue Can’t hang with the, gang If you not the, crew And y’all saying this and y’all saying that, but y’all hoes ain’t really ’bout sh** Come with that jumping sh** I gotta chopper in the back with a scope and I do not miss b**h! You know what I, do She don’t got a, clue Can’t hang with the, gang If you not the, crew