Rules

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 shit that Didn't come from me, then don't believe it 'Cause I hate a bitch that like to post shit 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 shit, just prepare your ass for this beating 'Cause on sight means on sight Not in no counselors office having meetings And if you pull my tracks I'm gon' 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 three, if you stating facts, then let me see them receipts 'Cause if I find out that y'all hoes lying All them asses getting beat And y'all saying this and y'all saying that But y'all hoes ain't really 'bout shit Come with that jumping shit I gotta chopper in The back with a scope and I do not miss bitch! Bitch, woah Play with this shit 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 seen her So next time, if you ain't tryna hook Then lil' bitch, watch your demeanor Lyrics dirty, but the flow is cleaner Watch me slap her shit like Serena Yeah slap her shit 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 30K 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 shit that Didn't come from me, then don't believe it 'Cause I hate a bitch that like to post shit 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 shit, just prepare your ass for this beating 'Cause on sight means on sight Not in no counselors office having meetings And if you pull my tracks I'm gon' 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 three, if you stating facts, then let me see them receipts 'Cause if I find out that y'all hoes lying All them asses getting beat And y'all saying this and y'all saying that But y'all hoes ain't really 'bout shit Come with that jumping shit I gotta chopper in The back with a scope and I do not miss bitch! 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 shit Come with that jumping shit I gotta chopper in The back with a scope and I do not miss bitch! You know what I, do She don't got a, clue Can't hang with the, gang If you not the, crew