Rules

C-C-CorMill

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'ma 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, and 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 I wanna pick (Which one I wanna 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'ma 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, and 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, and 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