Rules - Smoke DZA, Tish Hyman

She said baby, what are the rules?

I said the only rule is «there are no rules»

Baby, baby, yeah, don’t be confused

Just keep it cool, just keep it cool (yeah, yeah)

You fuckin' with the full on plug

Full off love, said all she need is me she good on drugs

You know the bull, pull on but try to pull a wool on us

Like we ain’t smart enough to know what’s up

You know hustlers cop to get paid, rock through the day

My cologne $ 500, like 5 bucks a spray

I’m high, tuck the J, my vibe fuck the day

My fly hustling ways, I can’t adjust to fake

Not ever if ever my game switch

Curse the brush I use to paint this

I can’t quit truth be told shit I ain’t even ink this

Them spirits got me linked in

She said baby, what are the rules?

I said the only rule is «there are no rules»

Baby, baby, yeah, don’t be confused

Just keep it cool, just keep it cool (yeah, yeah)

I hit the girl with the life legs

She call me up for some nice sex

I off some nice breasts

Now that bitch lookin' priceless

Roll up a bag and then relax

Binge shopper, I blow a bag in Saks

I knew shorty linin' niggas for packs

I had to tell her I ain’t talkin' yo body I’ll get you snatched like

Not Bernice Burgos, snatched like

I’m talkin take it like Liam won’t get you back like

That shit hurt like a rat bite, actin' like I ain’t one of the illest niggas

and I rap tight (really?)

High as fuck like I’m attached to a satellite

G5 to the bay that’s a fast flight

Underground lord of the rap sites

Walkin' through the tunnel with a flashlight

She said baby, what are the rules?

I said the only rule is «there are no rules»

Baby, baby, yeah, don’t be confused

Just keep it cool, just keep it cool (yeah, yeah)

I hit the girl with the life legs

She call me up for some nice sex

I bought her a pair of some nice breasts

Now that bitch lookin' priceless

She said baby, what are the rules?

I said the only rule is «there are no rules»