A$AP Rocky, Playboi Carti, Big Sean, A$AP Mob - Frat Rules lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
Big Seant [Sean Michael Leonard Anderson] Santa Monica, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[A$AP Rocky, Playboi Carti, Big Sean, A$AP Mob - Frat Rules lyrics]
Gone yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
All the hoes that you call are not coming
Shе know if she not fuckin, she truckin'
All the bitchеs I fuck are not common
Guaranteed if I fuck her she cumming
If I'm in the room please don't come in
I beat the pussy like it need production
And all she want from me is reproduction
Got her ass, boutta leave her husband
Heard he called up yelling, tweaking, fussing
Talkin' 'bout "It's gon'
Be repercussions!"
I remember last, last nigga
Nigga tried to run up
Got like three concussions
Do you know what you in for?
They copy copy like ten four
Keep the money 'cause I been poor
All your jewelry like tin foil
Please don't tell your friends
Where we shopping at
I swear this shit gon' turn into an in-store
(Straight up) fuck you need another man for
Talking to her like a mentor?
Talking to her like a nigga Yoda
And she say, "I love you"
I'm like "Hold up, hold up, hold up"
Hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
(Hit her, hit her with the back up) Back up
(Colder) shoulder
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Now every time we in this bitch
You actin' like you owe me favors
Acting like you with the shit's but
Fronting on the homies later
Look, I could tell you're under pressure
Baby time to ease up
Young and living single
Like your roommate Khadijah
You acquaint a, you looking for a season
I had you learning' things about your body
He can't teach you
Sex game had her going crazy
Now I got her ass calling all the time
And I wish I never met her, Carl Thom'
Driving down my street like
It's the Autobahn
Getting loud, setting off the car alarms
Here put on my chain, baby you need to chill
Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild
Quit running your nose through
The Beverly Hills
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
All the hoes that you call are not coming
Shе know if she not fuckin, she truckin'
All the bitchеs I fuck are not common
Guaranteed if I fuck her she cumming
If I'm in the room please don't come in
I beat the pussy like it need production
And all she want from me is reproduction
Got her ass, boutta leave her husband
Heard he called up yelling, tweaking, fussing
Talkin' 'bout "It's gon'
Be repercussions!"
I remember last, last nigga
Nigga tried to run up
Got like three concussions
Do you know what you in for?
They copy copy like ten four
Keep the money 'cause I been poor
All your jewelry like tin foil
Please don't tell your friends
Where we shopping at
I swear this shit gon' turn into an in-store
(Straight up) fuck you need another man for
Talking to her like a mentor?
Talking to her like a nigga Yoda
And she say, "I love you"
I'm like "Hold up, hold up, hold up"
Hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
(Hit her, hit her with the back up) Back up
(Colder) shoulder
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Now every time we in this bitch
You actin' like you owe me favors
Acting like you with the shit's but
Fronting on the homies later
Look, I could tell you're under pressure
Baby time to ease up
Young and living single
Like your roommate Khadijah
You acquaint a, you looking for a season
I had you learning' things about your body
He can't teach you
Sex game had her going crazy
Now I got her ass calling all the time
And I wish I never met her, Carl Thom'
Driving down my street like
It's the Autobahn
Getting loud, setting off the car alarms
Here put on my chain, baby you need to chill
Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild
Quit running your nose through
The Beverly Hills
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we drumming
Pull up and we stunting
Pull up and we stunting
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
Bitches not fucking, not coming
These hoes not fucking, not coming