#1 Rule lyrics

[Intro: IceBirds]
(Drippy, I'm wet)
Ayy (Je t'aime, Milanezie)
Ayy

[Chorus: IceBirds]
Stay back with that choppa, I'm shootin' like KD
I know that I'm great 'cause these f*ck n*ggas hate me
All this ice on me, your b*tch wanna rape me
Drum on the choppa, it'll make him a painting
Drum on the choppa, gon' make him a mural
The ice, and my chain, and my watch havin' duals
Gotta get money, my number one rule
His b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she think that I'm cool
I kicked the b*tch out, she thinking I'm cruel
She teething, all on the di*k, she gon' drool
Believe it, money is tall, no stool
Keep chasing money, won't be no fool

[Verse 1: IceBirds]
Keep mе a stick and it shoot automatic
Glock 17, and the clip come in the plastic
Damn, n*ggas don't want no static
Tеam full of shooters, don't need 'em a basket
Watch your maneuvers, my n*ggas gon' do you
Up early morning, I'm up with the roosters
Makin' these plays, that's just what I'm used to
Don't pump fake with gang, them shooters gonna shot you
Gotta stay runnin' it up, I'ma make me a way
I gotta keep the good 'za in my blunt
No stress, but I had me a long day
I had to call up my hittas to spin ‘round the block
And they ridin' with 'K's
I gotta big bankroll in my pocket, all day, I been serving the J's
I'm killing this sh*t, I won't never stop, I'ma get to the top
One thing to do, and that just get guap
Racks falling out, with chain you just bought
Ice on my wrist got your b*tch gettin' caught
Come to IceWater we gon' make you a star
Check out the drip, how it's matching my car
Get you some bands, it's go' take you real far
We hit the trap, count up 'til tomorrow
[Verse 2: Bando Supreme]
Hop in the whip, see the ice on my wrist
Push to start engine, we came from a bucket
Look at his chain, he might as well tuck it
He only get paid on a Friday, Chris Tucker
That money be talkin', and your sh*t mumble
All the bands in my pants make them jealous
I'on need them checks, just hearing me cash money off my schedule
It's cold out here, so I stay with the heat
Ain't put in the work, but he grabbin' a plate when it's time to eat
Choppa eat 'em for supper
Callin' the plays, no huddle
SRT burn rubber, stay with the stick in public for all of my enemies
They tryna copy, but it's only one of me
Came with plenty shots, I'on drink liquor, I sip lean

[Chorus: IceBirds]
Stay back with that choppa, I'm shootin' like KD
I know that I'm great cause these f*ck n*ggas hate me
All this ice on me, your b*tch wanna rape me
Drum on the choppa, it'll make him a painting
Drum on the choppa, gon' make him a mural
The ice, and my chain, and my watch havin' duals
Gotta get money, my numer one rule
His b*tch wanna f*ck cause she think that I'm cool
I kicked the b*tch out, she thinking I'm cruel
She teething, all on the di*k, she gon' drool
Believe it, money is tall, no stool
Keep chasing money, won't be no fool
[Outro]
(Drippy, I'm wet)
(Je t'aime, Milanezie)