8 Rules

Listen up I don't really give a fuck I said what I said and I do what I want This how I'm coming, bitch switched lanes Still shitting on a nigga, ain't shit changed Niggas want me to love 'em that shit strange Anything I ever give I need a interchange You and yo homeboy a bitch Don't come to me with no shìt No, I'm not cuffing no dick Made this song for my bitch Anything she wit, I'm wit But she need these rules like shit Rule number one Do it for fun Most of these dumb niggas think you are dumb Don't tell him shit! Get what you give what you get Don't even think bout no future with that bitch Rule number two Don't fall for it boo Only say you love him Once he say he love u Don't be no fool Niggas be lusting, it's cool Good thing You know how to play along too Rule number three I don't post him, he post me Don't even follow that nigga IG I keep it discreet, don't play with me Block 'em if that fuck nigga try to tag me Rule number four You was better before any kind of nigga Then walked through the door These niggas some hoes and we settle scores Don't trip on one you can get more Rule number five Assume everything is a lie These niggas gone fake 'til they die Don't even ask twice The 1st lie will be suffice These niggas be rats raising mice Rule number six You know you that bitch Not who to be played wit so don't take no shit If he want you He gone do what you insist You have to persist, I swear it's in the wrist Rule number seven Teach him a lesson Niggas be thinking They gods gift from heaven Treatment on peasant Put that hoe second Tell 'em that shit is about to get reckless Rule number eight Let's get this shit straight We fuck who we want And that's what they hate They fuck who they can So make that bitch wait Lie to that nigga and keep em elate I ain't loving 'em I ain't cuffing 'em I ain't loving 'em I ain't cuffing 'em I ain't loving 'em I ain't cuffing 'em