Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rules, artist - Killumantii.
Date of issue: 30.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rules |
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 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 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 see 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 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 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 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 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 |