shantii – rule one 2.0 lyrics
(hook)
got’em want to l!ck me i been drippin’ for a minute i got love for all my b++ches that’s working and independent i put a bag before these ni++as i fell in love with that chicken i do no cappin’ with you b++ches pull up and you can get it rule one if a ni++a ain’t money you bet not f+ck wit’ him ain’t no room in my circle for no broke b++ches sneak dissin’ i’ma pull up and choke b+tches i know i’m pretty but i’ll still will get you smoked ni++a
shantii:
bad b++ch having goals on my 54’s gucci on my belt buckle giuseppe my toes you say your rollie cost a hunnt then what it tickin fo’ tell your b++ch we only friends so what she trippin’ fo’ how the f+ck you havin’ money but don’t like trickin’ i heard you trippin’ off a g boy that’s light chicken ni++as cappin’ on my name talkin’ like b++ches i got a mad because i won’t let’em spend the night wit’ me
(hook)
got’em want to l!ck me i been drippin’ for a minute i got love for all my b++ches that’s working and independent i put a bag before these ni++as i fell in love with that chicken i do no cappin’ with you b++ches pull up and you can get it rule one if a ni++a ain’t money you bet not f+ck wit’ him ain’t no room in my circle for no broke b++ches sneak dissin’ i’ma pull up and choke b+tches i know i’m pretty but i’ll still will get you smoked ni++a
molly brazy:
all opps getting chopped all 20/20 talking all that cash sh+t but you ain’t getting no money all that internet sh+t gonna get a b+tch hit brain splitting on sight like the next b+tch for real all that talking out your neck gonna get your stupid a++ k!lled my b+tches wit’ it breath on me and get cap peeled it’s that real we shoot to k!ll i’m a big f+ckin’ deal all this money on me won’t catch me without the steal joy rode bound i do this sh+t for the trenches whenever i see a opp my trigger finger start to itchin’ gotta hit gotta split it b+tch your brains i’ma spill it stupid dusty b+tch now your brains on the seat
(hook)
got’em want to l!ck me i been drippin’ for a minute i got love for all my b++ches that’s working and independent i put a bag before these ni++as i fell in love with that chicken i do no cappin’ with you b++ches pull up and you can get it rule one if a ni++a ain’t money you bet not f+ck wit’ him ain’t no room in my circle for no broke b++ches sneak dissin’ i’ma pull up and choke b+tches i know i’m pretty but i’ll still will get you smoked ni++a
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