Flaccy - #RULES OF A PSKIIII Lyrics

Yeah, (yeah), I was countin' blues, bitches think they got the clues
I was on three drugs, I was tryin' to read the room
I'ma be the same nigga till I'm in the tomb

You think she a keeper, but she tryna f*ck the crew
You gotta trust these bitches by how fast they f*ckin' you
She f*ckin' first link and you gon' cuff her, you a fool
Open up the pack, that shit stink, it smell like poop

Got a yellow bone, wan be my minion, I'm like Gru
Nigga said he hot as me, I replied, I'm like, "who?!"
Yeah, who?! Yeah, who?!
Like I said before, bitches lie, and they know the truth

Bitch, ask me if I'm geeked, cause she seen me take the shrooms
When the mission take off, we gon' go right to the moon
Need my diamonds white, Dr. Umar said I'm a coon
Don't need your approval, nigga, who the f*ck is you?

Don't follow waves and trends, nigga, I do just what I do
If that bitch in the way, then I'ma have to cut her loose
Knew I would be one of them ones since I hopped in the booth
She wan be tied in with me , she remind me of a noose

Could tell she came from nothin' cause she f*ckin' for a goose
I know these bitches lyin', I don't even ask to prove
These niggas ain't even P, I gotta break down all the rules
Most important step, don't let no bitch play you for fool

And don't even confront her if you see her with that dude
Go on about your day, don't let that shit f*ck up your mood
Been on a crazy run, I don't even gotta tie my shoes
How the f*ck you throw a risk it for the win? You scared to lose