Lil Yachty - Rule #1 lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff] OG Parker [Verse 1: DDG] Young ni**a rich as fu*k All these b*tches be fiending to get with us I'ma pull with Yachty to pick 'em up She gon run me some top in this Bentley truck Come on baby get dressed Put your titty up She wanna ride me all night, baby gitty up I just bought me a Cuban for Fifty bucks I was down on my dick, they ain't pick me up But as soon as I'm rich they gon hit me up If this lil b*tch is not thick, she can't get me up I do not wanna hit, baby eat me up Your new boyfriend a b*tch, he can't beat me up (Gang!) [Chorus: DDG] Rule number 1 if you live in the hood When you get rich gotta move out thе hood I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood Pray for my ni**as, I hope that they good I'm in thе Urus, I'm doin the dash Discounted feature, just pay me in cash Get to the money, I'm getting it fast Money come first and these b*tches come last [Verse 2: DDG] I'm in Atlanta, I don't got no mask I cannot fu*k if she don't got no ass Cash in my pocket, its making me sad Outta my body, I'm smoking that gas Rich like I'm Roddy, I'm geeked off a molly I'm speeding down Holly, I'm going to fast Fly her to Bali, she hot like tamale This b*tch getting naughty She calling me dad [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] Stepping on sh*t, Extra rounds in my mag I'm on they neck, like the dead in the rag I fu*ked her head, we ain't givin no pass Price of codeine comin' in thru the mask New desert eagle, the barrel was brass Made more than your future made more than your last We was the ones breaking rules, showin' ass Ya'll was the ones going broke, looking sad I know what they need, .32 for the grabs Thirty give him a cast, hit him right in his ass Worth too much money, I hope that it lasts F and N, I'ma get clips, I'ma blast I'm boot, I'm sippin' that coop We yelling out woo Make the woop do a loop (Damn) Hit that boy hood, hit his hood with a nuke New truck son, call it kali, you "shh shh" (Damn, damn) [Chorus: DDG] Rule number 1 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 ni**as, I hope that they good I'm in the Urus, I'm doin the dash Discounted feature, just pay me in cash Get to the money, I'm getting it fast Money come first and these b*tches come last [Verse 4: DDG] ni**as want smoke then we beating his ass I don't forget about sh*t in the past Lately I feel like I been in my bag And now all of my enemies going out sad We in they city, we takin they hoes Whole lotta ni**as be praying I fold Just made a song and it's already gold Mansion is gated up, I cannot make it up Soon as I'm waking up, I get the bacon up They wanna see how I'm doing and shapin' up They wanna see the whole plan and then break it up I had gave you the sauce then 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 [Chorus: DDG] Rule number 1 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 ni**as, I hope that they good I'm in the Urus, I'm doin the dash Discounted feature, just pay me in cash Get to the money, I'm getting it fast Money come first and these b*tches come last Rule number 1 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 ni**as, I hope that they good I'm in the Urus, I'm doin the dash Discounted feature, just pay me in cash (Shh) Get to the money, I'm getting it fast Money come first and these b*tches come last (Cash)