Broke The Rules ft. Tshirt Lyrics

I, I cannot

Take what you say without chasing it back with some salt

You say that it's all my fault

Yes, of course

You said you miss me, but you'll never miss with that bullshit

Out here correcting like you really learned on some school shit

Try to show you some new shit, but you broke the rules

You broke the

You broke the rules, you broke the

You broke the rules, you broke the rules, you broke the rules

Ayy, yeah you broke the rules and now you're on your own

You wanted a house, but I tried to give your ass a home

I'm on the one you had staring back at you when you opened up your phone

Now it's please after the tone Excuse me, yeah

I don't need no chick that's choosy I'm riding in this Bronco on Rodeo driving like my name is OJ Sipping, going limp, look like my body ain't got no shape

You told me you not like that, not into throwin no shade

But you made me feel like I lived in Washington, oops no shade

So dark, felt like winter in Alaska, talking no days

Act like you got skates on shorty, please stop with the role play

Please stop with the role play

Please stop with the mind games I've been ballin all day

We done came a long way

I just seen my baby in the hallway

Learned this shit the hard way Ballin Penny Hardaway

Ballin the Vince Carter way

Chanel, Celine, that's triple C's

Taking flights overseas

Bout my bag like double D

She wish it was two of me

Baby, it's just one of me

You can have all of me

Or you can have none of me

It's up to me

Yeah, that's up to us

Lean in my cup like a crutch Wokeisha my crush, she a slut

You can cry in a Bentley or a bus OJ Mayo cause I'm straight to the bucks

Feel like Tony when he met with the plug

Rick Owen's got the one that say cunt

Feeling lucky I got the sex money drugs

Balenciaga from the head to the feet

Could've bought my bitch a new butt

Poodie tang, y'all ain't saying none

Usain, I went on a run

Free Jeff cause I'm a young thug Free Jeff cause I'm a young thug

Free Jeff cause I'm a young thug Free Jeff cause I'm a young

11 years old when I jumped off the porch

Alpha Romeo, it look like a Porsche

Walk in my cup when I walk in the court

Bro pass me the rock, I ain't playing no sports

Hand in her face like I'm rocking some jorts

Cartier buffs like I play with Shadeur

I whip the pot with a knife and fork

She want the Louis, the Gucci, Dior

Juicy couture, I pour a four

I count the racks when I'm bored

Mission abort, tell that ho meet at the port

Chrome Heart glasses like a dork

Chrome Heart glasses like a nerd I'm slurring my words, she get on my nerves

She think I'm who she deserves She think about Louis V purse

I think about her curves

She put me last, I still put her first

She put me last, I still put her first

She put me last, I still put her first