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rulez - enphamus lyrics

[intro]

everything i touch turn to f*ckin’ gold, n*gga
vinxia
ugh
rule number one, uh

[chorus]
don’t go in that jam, yo’ partners, they gon’ jam and switch up on ya’
try to cross you out, then b*tch, turn into melly, k!ll yo’ homie
if they call you broke, get rich on ‘dem, then act like you don’t know ’em
i ain’t gon’ tell you to stay in school, but you don’t do sh*t, get yo’ diploma
i can’t do no b*tch 19 or less, we stopped that wit’ corona
know i’m cold as f*ck, i mean that from the chest, just like pneumonia
like, she might know the opps, i did not send my drop, she [?] locked only
and i might go out bad, i put this on my dad, b*tch, they done cloned me

[verse]
she say she like a trick, i tricked her out her ass, shе took some d*ck
talm’bout she ain’t f*ckin’, stick in, q5, call that b*tch a lyft
it ’round creepin’ time, don’t call my phonе and ask me ’bout no gifts
like, “what you get me?” she say, “p*ssy,” i say, “b*tch, i want a switch”
i buy bbls, i pay for hair and tits, i pay for nails
b*tch, i’m wit’ the gang, don’t pull up to my section by yo’self
i’m the biggest opp, so b*tch, i need a section to myself
tony b*tchin’, f*ck, wait ’till them members catch him by hisself
you can’t run off a game, b*tch, i’m the blueprint for this sh*t
went to ruth chris, got her b00bs did, f*cked off blue sh*t for you, b*tch
i want new sh*t, got a new b*tch, got a new whip, this sh*t lit
bought some new sticks, bought some new clips, dropped a new bag, k!ll that b*tch
picked up the double r, bro asked me why it swing that way?
he ain’t h0m*phobic, but he said that sh*t is g*y
he just say that sh*t because the door open the other way
nah, n*gga, that just mean it’s suicide, a n*gga play
i could never trip over no b*tch, not even ella mai
my intrusive thoughts is how i think, b*tch, i was born this way
when i drop this tape, gon’ be a long summer for heavyweights
i know i’m h*ll, i beg you father, please open them heaven gates
[chorus]
don’t go in that jam, yo’ partners, they gon’ jam and switch up on ya’
try to cross you out, then b*tch, turn into melly, k!ll yo’ homie
if they call you broke, get rich on ‘dem, then act like you don’t know ’em
i ain’t gon’ tell you to stay in school, but you don’t do sh*t, get yo’ diploma
i can’t do no b*tch 19 or less, we stopped that wit’ corona
know i’m cold as f*ck, i mean that from the chest, just like pneumonia
like, she might know the opps, i did not send my drop, she [?] locked only
and i might go out bad, i put this on my dad, b*tch, they done cloned me

- enphamus lyrics

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