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breaking rules - purpiesh lyrics

[intro: purpiesh]
3k!
3k!
uh, huh

[chorus: purpiesh]
diamonds on my neck cold (they cold)
designer what i drip, hoe (designer)
she been asking for a sip, hoe
i lowkey start to feel trippy, yeah (i’m wavy)
[verse 1: purpiesh]
yeah i’m always after money i be going for it, yeah (going)
feelin’ good euphoria, yeah, you know what’s going on
every time you hit my line, you always blow it up
i go after receipts (what?), don’t got time for the peeps
like who you tryna be? is it so hard to be yourself? (is it?)
the monkey do the monkey see (yeah), like why you tryna be me?
i’m floating off the lean, i’m rolling all this green
his girl told me i stay clean, dug in hеr throat left her on seen
clapping clapping, you know i’m ’bout that action
what happenеd? what happened?
laid him down ’cause he was capping
she ride this boat ’cause i’m the captain
from all these drugs that’s how i relapse and
roll me wood now i’m relaxing
i’m thanking god all of the packs in

[bridge: purpiesh]
i was driving in my own separate lane (separate lane)
had to pull out that red beam to his brain (to his brain)
i did a hit and run no, this is not a game (not a game)
started swerving off in high speeds, what a shame (what a shame)

[chorus: purpiesh]
diamonds on my neck cold (they cold)
designer what i drip, hoe (designer)
she been asking for a sip, hoe
i lowkey start to feel trippy, yeah
[verse 2: purpiesh]
i’m drinking, i’m smoking, i’m with the gang
if you want it, b*tch come try it
no free picking, i ain’t bias
first to come, the first to serve
i can’t feel sh*t, i’m off the syrup
bl!ckys to the officer
i beat the case, now that’s for sure
i could have alexa but, it’s too far to get ‘cha
we could swerve around the city amid smoke all on this pressure
my glock got a suppressor
don’t you make a n*gga press ya
don’t you run ’cause i’ma get ‘cha
blood all on me like it’s ketchup
she got cake, she got lots of it i’m tryna f*ck her then
then i’m going to f*ck again and f*ck again, and f*ck again
she tried to come at my neck
b*tch come again, b*tch come again
and these people try to stab your back
i don’t want new friends, i don’t want no friends

[refrain: purpiesh}
i be trippy, i be tipsy
call her for a quickie, she’s so pretty
take her to the city, we get litty
and i mixed the perc with whitney, now i feel sh*tty
i be trippy, i be tipsy
call her for a quickie, she’s so pretty
take her to the city, we get litty
and i mixed the perc with whitney, now i feel sh*tty
[verse 3: purpiesh]
there’s no hook no more, i’m tryna break the rules
this is all coming from the top of my head any d*mn way
told a p*ssy n*gga get the f*ck up out my d*mn way
and i’m a hyper n*gga adhd i still can’t stay
and that’s a sign of aggression
got your b*tch in my possession
notice how a n*gga never stressing
money and b*tches my obsession
i be spinning just for fun
yes i am in love with my gun
the pack on me it weighs a ton
you said you want smoke so n*gga why run?

[outro: purpiesh]
he’s running (what a joke) he’s running (what a joke, haha!)
(he’s running yeah, running yeah)
he’s running (what a joke) he’s running (what a joke, haha!)
(he’s running yeah, running yeah)

- purpiesh lyrics

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