YungBoy Pay$on - Rule the WRLD Lyrics

I go dumber than somebody not good at math
I pull up on a hoe, I do my thing and then do the dash
You can see the drip, I'm always rockin', I make it splash
I don't even listen to your shit cause I know it's trash
I don't even listen to you talkin', I know it's wack
You know I'm a killer when you hear me on any track
Came in dumb, had to stop it and run it back
Came in steppin', got some haters like, what is that

Everybody wanna rule the world
When I pull up, let em know he bout to lose his girl
You confused for real
Ain't seen you in some years, you a loser still
Only thing you got poppin' them prescription pills
Know a bitch in the club with Versace heels
Seen one too many tryna cop a feel
You gotta stop for real
I had to stop for real
Take a break, take a breath, quick pause in here
It's bout to be the year that these lames wake up and see P is here
Where I been at this whole time
With the bars like I did some federal crimes
In my notes writing 65 more rhymes
I hate childish hoes
They ain't got no business, so they stay in mine
Twak bitch, go and hit a few more lines

I got one too many hitters, one too many wig splitters
If you tryna f*ck with gang, maybe reconsider
I'm not tryna turn the crew into some grave diggers
What you think this is, I'm tryna hit nine figures, and then ten figures
I be smacking bitches like we was on Jerry Springer
I been dropping hits it sound like everyone a dinger
You think I want the bitch, but I know she been through the ringer
Don't be pressing up on homie, gotta trigger finger
Bow, bow, got that finger flicker
Cop the red beam for the drac and then get to clicking
Bow, bow, get messy
Got a whole team, leave the scene red like sexy
Bow, bow