Ruler 2

I be fucking on milfs, but
I rather have the cougar
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a hunnid shooters
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a ruler
Keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler
I be fucking on milfs, but
I rather have the cougar
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a hunnid shooters
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a ruler
Keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler
My eyes be Yao Ming, but
I'm up there with Buddha
He trynna run a 4.0 flat,
This 5.56 go thru' 'em
Creeping in your bitch dreams,
Just like Freddy Krueger
Creep thru' the city like, Dark Knight, yeah
He trynna run up and it's on sight, yeah
I'm "Out the way - Yeat - Lyfë", yeah
This song ain't got no bell
This 7.62, gone send him straight to hell
Can you tell?,
My pockets fat as hell,
And they stuffed with kale
Check the mail, yes
Grab the scale, oh,
You got Zelle?
I'm high as hell, yes
Doing well, eating oxtails
What, high just like Peter Pan
Keep a Glock, Dirty Dan
She a bop, she want bands
I'm doing, the digital dash
My coupe, way too fast
My bitch, way too bad-bad
No-No, I ain't gotta brag
We got that fye in here
(We got that fye in here)
You might just die in here
(You might just die in here)
Up in the sky in here
(Up in the sky in here)
Up in the sky in here
(Up in the sky)
Y'all must've forgot,
We got that fye in here
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a hunnid shooters
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler
I be fucking on milfs, but
I rather have the cougar
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a hunnid shooters
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a ruler
Keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler
I be fucking on milfs, but
I rather have the cougar
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a hunnid shooters
Y'all must've forgot,
I-I keep a ruler
Keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler
Keep a ruler,
Keep a ruler