Number One Rule (feat. 444 Augustine)

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Got a real bad bitch
She ain't average
But she better through the phone like a catfish
I won't switch
No capping
But I rip a motherfucker like a bandage
I'm no crip
But I'm savage
Send him up into the sky he ain't landing
He on a shirt
I move work
I put a motherfucker in the dirt
Talking on my bro he get murked
Talk through the phone he get hurt
Strap put a hole through his shirt
I put that hoe on the curb
I'm bout my action like verb
I'm bout my green like I'm Ferb
But I stay on point like the nose of Phineas
If I talk about it you know I did the shit
And I talk a lot so I hope you listening
I'm bored at the spot so I grab the pen again
Grab the pen now my thoughts on the paper
One in his head now his thoughts on the pavement
Whip it up
Sauce it up
Leave the spot shaking
Breaking her back I'm a leave the thot aching
Breaking her back
I'm a leave her like that
Hollows got double tap
Heat is the mac
Block the bitch
Right after leaving the pad
Treeshes all mad I'm leaving them sad
Sorry bitch that's not my problem
Cry to yo father
Let him know I just laid pipe in his daughter
Play it by the book
Bitch I am the author
Got so much drip I be drowning in water
Like how I do it
She say that I slaughter
I'm a dog so I rock out with my collar
Freak in the sheets say my meat is a monster
Aye
Aye
Aye
Clownboy on the vocals and it's Auggy on the beat
I would never doubt the fact that we can take it to the streets
You just better hope that we don't ever have to fucking meet
You gon end up hanging in the freezer with the fucking meat
It's recommended not to f*ck with me
Gotta couple big balls in my dungarees
Got them begging and pleading
But I am not leaving
Until your skull bleeding
They call me a demon
And everyone fiending
For the AUG
A fly ass white boy who makes dope beats
Whole squad cruising and we like four deep
Planning on doing something unholy
Get off my jock
Get out my block
Chilling with sketchy tank all on my socks
Got a fat knot in my pocket
I ain't worried bout you
Only worried bout profits
Open yo big ass mouth
I'm a sock it
Always worried bout what's next on the docket
Cause I stay on my grind
Got too much on the line to be wasting my time
You can look out for yours
I'm a lookout for mine
You can look out for yours
I'm a lookout for mine
I be on the look out
I'm hunting
I'm running
I'm gunning
And coming
For any motherfucker that's tryna talk down
How I hawk down
With a semi-automatic
I let them match it and blast it
Anybody thinking they better than me at rapping
Better get to stepping
I'm letting these bitches have it
Powers like eleven
I'm sending bitches to heaven
Bet I can't go faster
I'm the master
Hold up sit back watch me blast off
Hold up take a look at how I snap bruh
Y'all some actors
Bastards
Pass the boof
Back to slappers
Ass all black and blue
Smack a faggot rapper
Lost the juice
I'm a savage cracker
Facts and truth
Sap is on the map
It packs the news
Straps in laps
Relax we got the tool
Straps in laps
Relax we got the tool
Say a bunch of random shit it's cool
Bitch is wet but she ain't in the pool
Taught that boy a lesson he in school
Don't f*ck around with my family bitch
That's the number one rule
Don't f*ck around with my family bitch
That's the number one rule
Don't f*ck around with my family bitch
That's the number one rule

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