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Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
Vocals
OhGeesy
OhGeesy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alejandro Carranza
Alejandro Carranza
Songwriter
Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
Songwriter
Deveion Toussant
Deveion Toussant
Songwriter
Navin Upamaka
Navin Upamaka
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Navin Upamaka
Navin Upamaka
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Shawn Beats
Shawn Beats
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Clown ass niggas, I peep all them subs and all that Niggas can't fuck with me nigga, I do this I am this shit nigga And don't be commenting on my pictures, I don't know you niggas Pippi Longstocking, hugging on my denim All up in my business, 'bout to take the biddim Call me Mr. Whiskers, the flu flamming champion Bitch I am the Ruler, back split the medulas Medusa, I stone him if he Judas, he stupid Think he finna book me, I am not one of these losers The kamikaze doors when I'm hopping out with two TECs Ooh damn, flu flamm, nigga think he too tough Ku Klux, quick to hang a nigga for Martin Luther All these niggas know me, Mr. Big Bank Budda Or Mr. Big Mank Ocean I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended The Grinch that stole Christmas I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended The Grinch that stole Christmas Pussy nigga you disgust me, please don't discuss me Baby bottle when I'm fussy, ten bands off of musty I ain't talkin' 'bout the song I be sending ten packs every week of that strong Get a mink and I'm gone, don't be preying on my phone Eight balls, I applaud, and I serve 'em all night long Poured a four of the purp 'cause the deuce wasn't strong I don't go back and forth, bitch this ain't ping and pong I don't know Nathan about nothin' But I know every nigga with me gon' be bustin' I ain't fighting, I ain't fussing, we ain't talking, bitch we fucking Then you dipping, we ain't cuffing, you be sipping Robitussin I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended The Grinch that stole Christmas I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business These niggas eyeballing, I'm assuming they offended The Grinch that stole Christmas Like I was saying, I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders or no killers Like keep my name out your mouth, I don't know you niggas Like for real these niggas run they mouth like I'm talkin' like crazy shit, I'm like I don't know now nothin' 'bout no murders, I don't know nothin' 'bout no killers The only thing I know is what I know and mind my business For real, shit Anyway through the work, 'cause is for real, I cannot have or, have access to firearms or some shit like that So I don't know nothin' 'bout no murders Stop asking me, I don't know your homie, uh, bitch Keep my name out your mouth And just listen to the tape though And I don't know you niggas I really don't, like They done found the red, it was over here I found it
Writer(s): Darrell Caldwell, Deveion Toussant, Alejandro Carranza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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