House Rules

Kb Mama say Ima say Any kind of way Yeah Mama say You know just what ima say I got it really any kind of way Why just not keep it real And my mama say You gotta spray She ain't like the them other ladies that you tipping bet Wonder where I got this touch from Told em that we up one Nigga just got started I can't finish yet Yo. You know we cooking come and buy a plate My niggas eating with they hands No utensils They left a nigga in the cold With a jack boy On my soul Know this so know potential My sis told me bro it's coo to slow up They gone have to listen nigga so what So I had to pause and I thought All the shit that wasn't what I thought All the money waisted I bought Dumb shit just to say that we could run shit And off Rarely am I baby what you taught And plus you only mad you got caught I know I know This all for nothing It's safe to say you close It's open shut it You rubbing me off a way But f*ck the touching It's love or it's not You fall or stand for something Fureal tho She blowing out my candles like her Bday I told her that them niggas there be softer then a pillow And they be tryna split us down the middle cigarillo A pretty nigga Hustle thuggish I ain't saying hello And invert in Denver Then leave em like I'm Mello Swear I know it sting still Phone on do not disturb and it ring still Tell me why it's only me that think it's team still I might of crashed myself but nigga you know Or maybe you don't I catch a grenade for you like Bruno And take it back I hope I make it back Yeah and my mama say You gotta spray She ain't like the them other ladies that you tipping bet Wonder where I got this touch from Told em that we up one Nigga just got started I can't finish yet Yo. You know we cooking come and buy a plate My niggas eating with they hands No utensils They left a nigga in the cold With a jack boy On my soul Know this so know potential They done got me on my rude shit Type that never had to lose shit Heard about you Got a jay around the blueprint Swear these pussy niggas stupid We put em on the news Bitches asking if we coo still Wonder if we in the mood still Baby who is you We be tripping less you do chill Homie grip the trigger to real Why you want proof You ain't never bust a move for nothing It's what you think about. Like ooo this stuffing Thanksgiving off a tool Reluctantly you ain't saying grace out loud Can't fake out loud This shit ain't cool don't touch it I mean it's Hot as f*ck Might just burn no match And say this. Sliding up Man that boy no match I gotta Vibe she know I ain't say it we match You know this temptation face If you not on my bad I hold my wodie like a rib We often plot on a slab I turn from coo into savage you know this cash And I be rolling off the fad just to cope those habits You can smell it man Ima clean ass nigga Like fold the creases on ya jean that nigga Nah he be bugging You never love me I told that bitch she shouldn't need that nigga Get ya wait up He don't lift you up then leave that nigga Oh I could see this the game huh Nigga back on back up Get broke like you need change huh I ain't tripping off the same stuff Niggas they ain't ever claim luck We be moving I ain't tripping nigga Tell them niggas we be moving off the slipping nigga I got my homie homie He ain't tripping off the Rolex foldie tell them niggas we be dipping nigga Like you know that Yeah and my mama say You gotta spray She ain't like the them other ladies that you tipping bet Wonder where I got this touch from Told em that we up one Nigga just got started I can't finish yet Yo You know we cooking come and buy a plate My niggas eating with they hands No utensils They left a nigga in the cold With a jack boy On my soul Know this so know potential They done got me on my rude shit Type that never had to lose shit Heard about you Got a jay around the blueprint Swear these pussy niggas stupid We put em on the news Bitches asking if we coo still Wonder if we in the mood still Baby who is you We be tripping less you do chill Homie grip the trigger to real Why you want proof