Michael the Kid & Austin Dabb - NO RULES

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Yea okay
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Yea okay
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool
Got too much money
Plus a new coupe
I just bought baby girl some new shoes
She told me she love me I told her that's cool
Let me show what the kid finna do
Step out in givenchy
Big dabb he with me
Running through bitches I got a little plenty
I don't do the handouts not even a penny
We don't fuck with rats not even Minnie
She slurp up the sauce and choke my swag
Niggas been jealous when I got in my bag
React to that shit then go pop up some tags
250 the dash I'm pushing the jag
6 foot long give a nigga some space
See I did it again see I murdered the base
She need somewhere to stay but no not my place
Fuck her and ghost her I don't leave a trace
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool
There ain't a limit I place on pateks
I drip and drown with baguettes on my neck
There ain't no hoe that's gone cause me to stress
There ain't nobody who me I'm the best
Step on the lames make way for the king
Like CP3 the bitch won't see a ring
Maybach's, Lambos ,Bentley w wings
Like biggie said it was all just a dream
Now I'm going up to top of the rope
Jump off the hoe just show you I float
She feeling promotions but I had to demote
It wasn't my fault you just ain't get yo votes
Watch how I come up and show you the flex
Watch how my jewels water bend make her wet
Love how you suck it I buss on her chest
Zaza that pack it go right to my chest
I know how to style it, I'm flyer than pilots
Bad bitch and she straight from the island
Give her that looking and chick get to smiling
Her friends just as bad so I made them hoes pile in
Tony Montana codiene in my Fanta
Pull up Panamera, it's all red like Santa
I'm up on the banners, from bama to Atlanta
Don't fuck with these niggas excuse my grammar
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool
Step on these niggas yea baby girl this ain't no flex
Ran up a k while circling all of these checks
Shaking the table yea baby girl there is no rules
They thought I was dumb they really turn me into a fool

Written by:
Austin Dabb, Michael Tunstall

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