[Hook: Ylti]
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the pussy or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the world or that bitch is gonna rule you
Uh-huh
[Verse 1: Ylti]
Chu-yeah
Sometimes she might needa act young
When she don't wanna get under covers
I think I do not need air, nah
The whole Omar thing there's a guy
Undercover following me and my iPhone
Proxy (?)
Only grandma trill
Could call me a pill
She think I am cooler than the other side of the pillow
Fuck them other guys, foreal
These other to consume or inhale
(?)
Cannot see the road ahead
While I receive some road head
Insecure 'bout her self
I tell her that she secure by her ass that's inside of her pants that's secured by her belt
I do not feel secure like some guy watching me
That this is inside of a van that sits outside of my house
(?)
(?)
(?)
I am 20 and my bitch is 20
Got that vision and my vision 20/20
(?)
Gloria, glorious
(?)
I swear I be, nuh-huh honey
I'm cooler than inside the cooler
(?)
Remember and mention my words
"Ylti be the ruler"
Uh-huh
I ain't got no time, but it's my time hoe
Higher than a mountain like my time zone
In my zone, you're like the snow in the globe
You only appear to be cold
The things that I take to the dome
I hate that she fear
And she love
But she gon' (?)
So much wax from my ear lobe
(?)
I still shine bright like the winter globe
Woah
YL!
[Hook]
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the pussy or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the world or that bitch is gonna rule you
Uh-huh
[Verse 2: Gino Driggs]
She want some of that
Black Razz Bacardi
Back at the party
Ahead of my time got me feelin' like Marty
Back in the day she was all in my head
Got me drinking all night like (?)
Bitch I do not give a fuck
Gino is livin', and livin' it up
She- she said to me that I'm bound to blow up
So she dropped to her knees
And she want the close up
I was poppin' the Henny
I'm going full throttle
I'm seeing the girl
She just told me to follow
You know that she gon' take them shots out the bottle
Four of them shots make 'er look like a model
Some Crown Roy' with that (?)
Out all night and we ain't ever spoil
Back in black like I'm Michael Young
I can still taste the oil, it's still on my tongue
Bitch I do not give a fuck that you talkin' 'bout me (me, me)
For
One day I hope that I be only thing that you see (see, see)
Cuh'
My time on the way
And it's fuck what you say
It's 1 in the morning, I'm drinking Bombay
I'm yelling and screaming like Kanye with Sway
And I just smoked some purple
I just beat LAE
And I'm fucking so hard I done went through two condoms
Fucking so hard like my physics are quantum
Tell me the truth about something you said
I just won't give a fuck
Cause I just walked ahead
You got nothing to tell me
My dick in her belly
While I'm watching Belly
I tell her the truth when I'm loose off the juice
Like I am Makaveli
Gino
[Hook]
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule your mind or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the pussy or it gon' rule you
Yeah
Rule the world or that bitch is gonna rule you
Uh-huh
[Verse 3: The Yung God]
(Ooh)
And I do that shit (I do!)
Fuck all that talking, I'm bout to prove that shit
Who the shit?
Beat the pussy up, and yeah I rule that shit
Codeine, and I'm swimming in a pool of it
My mind I'm bout to lose that shit
Uhh
And I ain't fucking with these putos
If they got a problem, putting one up in they culo
I'm just playing
But this shit is really fucking lethal
Shitting on these muthafuckas like a flock of seagulls
Breaking these rules, while I'm ruling this shit
Dropped outta school, but I'm schooling these kids
These other rappers, taking them L's
Fucking with us, they all praying to fail
YL and Gino chiefin', I popped one like the Weeknd
You're just a bitch I fucked, and now I need to see you leaving
Your life ain't got no meaning, you better believe it
Bitch I rule the world cause I'm not a human being
I'm a God, you a fraud
(You a muhfucking fraud, boy)
We go hard, that's the squad
(That's the muhfucking squad, boy)
Every day I'm on my job
(On my muhfucking job, boy)
We the muthafuckas that's in charge, uhh
Y'all just a mirage, yeah
Stay in all black, but no I'm not Gothic
Talking bout me, but you broke, you can't cop this
Always stay winning, so I never take losses
'Bout to kill 'em all like the massacre in Boston
I don't fuck with you like you was a cop
Still doubting me?.. just shut up and watch
Run Idaho and this shit don't stop
But I still rep the West, like my name 2Pac
Yung God!
