Rules - Killumantii

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