Rule Number One Lyrics

Brody make the call imma spin

Put em in a vase for some cents

I gave em a chance

Threw em hints

Hate to see these niggas

Go against

Niggas washed up

Get em rinsed

Find me in the ruff

I'm a gem

Niggas chasing pussy all day

Imma put my head down and get rich

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Got a bad bitch used to stay

Out in Texas she up on her fashion

She'll drip make it messy

Rule number one

Don't trust nobody with no lettuce

Trying to make the right move

I treat this life shit like tetrus

Welcome to the trap

I break it down like a specialist

I'm the rhythm angel

Bitch I'm heaven sent

Oooh Weee

Oooh Weee

Serve a nigga out the bag

Get a 2 piece

Oooh Weee

Money grow on trees

I'm counting loose leafs

Me and bro we came up robbing

We was 2 thieves

How you like your salad dressing

I need blue cheese

I got sick of throwing

Pennies in the wishing well

So I threw a couple pounds

Up on the richter scale

Ooh ooh

Ooh ooh

Ooh ooh

So I threw a couple pounds

Up on the richter scale

New on lean

I been sipping on that new new

New orleans stay away from the voodoo

Came back from deficits

Fitting the prerequisites

Cartel medellin

I might fuck with it

If we let the fellas in

Lie to me dead body

How does it feel to be dead again

Set a nigga on fire

I burn away all the evidence

Red rum screaming out red rum

Cash rules everything

And then some

Catch that body by myself

You need your mans help

You saying way too much

Keep it to your damn self

I can spot a hating nigga

From the earth to the sun

In the rain snow and sleet

Bitch I bet I get it done

Brody make the call imma spin

Put em in a vase for some cents

I gave em a chance

Threw em hints

Hate to see these niggas

Go against

Niggas washed up

Get em rinsed

Find me in the ruff

I'm a gem

Niggas chasing pussy all day

Imma put my head down and get rich

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Got a bad bitch used to stay

Out in Texas she up on her fashion

She'll drip make it messy

Rule number one

Don't trust nobody with no lettuce

Trying to make the right move

I treat this life shit like tetrus

Welcome to the trap

I break it down like a specialist

I'm the rhythm angel

Bitch I'm heaven sent

Oooh Weee

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Don't you trust a nigga like me

I'll fuck up your credit

Got a bad bitch used to stay

Out in Texas she up on her fashion

She'll drip make it messy

Rule number one

Don't trust nobody with no lettuce

Trying to make the right move

I treat this life shit like tetrus

Welcome to the trap

I break it down like a specialist

I'm the rhythm angel

Bitch I'm heaven sent

Oooh Weee