DDG, OG Parker ft. Lil Yachty - Rule #1 Lyrics

(OG Parker)

Young nigga rich as fuck
All these bitches be fiendin' to get with us
I'ma pull up with Yachty to pick 'em up
She gon' run me some top in this Bentley truck (top)
Come on, baby, get dressed put your titty up
She wanna ride me all night, baby, giddy up
I just bought me a Cuban for fifty bucks
I was down on my dick, they ain't pick me up (woo, ice)
But as soon as I'm rich they gon' hit me up
If this lil' bitch is not thick, she can't get me up
I do not wanna hit, baby, eat me up (nah)
Your new boyfriend a bitch, he can't beat me up (gang)

Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin' the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)

I'm in Atlanta, I don't got no mask
I cannot fuck if she don't got no ass
Cash in my pocket, it's makin' me sad
Outta my body, I'm smokin' that gas
Rich like I'm Roddy, I geek off a Molly
I'm speedin' down Holly, I'm goin' to fast
Fly her to Bali, she hot like tamale
This bitch gettin' naughty
She callin' me dad

Steppin' on shit, extra rounds in my mag (go, go, go)
I'm on they neck, like the dead on a rag
I fucked her head, we ain't givin' no pass (brr)
Pints of codeine comin' in through the mask (go)
New desert eagle, the barrel was brass
Made more than your future, made more than your last
We was the ones breakin' rules, showin' ass
Ya'll was the ones goin' broke, lookin' sad (go)
I know what they need, thirty-two for the grass
Thirty give him a cast, hit him right in his ass (brr)
Way too much money, I hope that it lasts (go)
F&N, I'ma get close, I'ma blast
I'm boot, I'm sippin 'that coop
We yellin' out woot, make the woop do a loop (damn)
Hit the boy hood, hit his hood with a nuke
New truck, son, call it Kali Uch', shh-shh (damn, damn)

Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin' the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)

Niggas want smoke then we beatin' his ass
I don't forget about shit in the past
Lately I feel like I been in my bag
And now all of my enemies goin' out sad
We in they city, we takin' they hoes
Whole lotta niggas be prayin' I fold
Just made a song and it's already gold
Mansion is gated up, I cannot make it up
Soon as I'm wakin' up, I get the bacon up
They wanna see how I'm doin' and shapin' up
They wanna see the whole plan and then break it up
I had gave you the sauce and you gave it up
If I do take a loss, I'ma make it up
She had showed me the pussy, I ate it up
I'ma fly her to Cuba and shape her up
She wanna get a new booty, she fake enough

Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin' the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin' the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)