Lyrics Rules - Killumantii

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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