This song serves as a public ‘beef squash’ due to the two artists beefing with each other in 2017.
Rule #1
DDG Lyrics
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Young nigga rich as fuck
All these bitches be fiendin' to get with us
I'ma pull up with Yachty to pick 'em up
She gon' run me some top in this Bentley truck (top)
Come on, baby, get dressed put your titty up
She wanna ride me all night, baby, giddy up
I was down on my dick, they ain't pick me up (woo, ice)
But as soon as I'm rich they gon' hit me up
If this lil' bitch is not thick, she can't get me up
I do not wanna hit, baby, eat me up (nah)
Your new boyfriend a bitch, he can't beat me up (gang)
Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
I'm in Atlanta, I don't got no mask
I cannot fuck if she don't got no ass
Cash in my pocket, it's makin' me sad
Outta my body, I'm smokin' that gas
Rich like I'm Roddy, I geek off a Molly
I'm speedin' down Holly, I'm goin' to fast
Fly her to Bali, she hot like tamale
This bitch gettin' naughty
She callin' me dad
Steppin' on shit, extra rounds in my mag (go, go, go)
I'm on they neck, like the dead on a rag
I fucked her head, we ain't givin' no pass (brr)
Pints of codeine comin' in through the mask (go)
New desert eagle, the barrel was brass
Made more than your future, made more than your last
We was the ones breakin' rules, showin' ass
Ya'll was the ones goin' broke, lookin' sad (go)
I know what they need, thirty-two for the grass
Thirty give him a cast, hit him right in his ass (brr)
Way too much money, I hope that it lasts (go)
F&N, I'ma get close, I'ma blast
I'm boot, I'm sippin 'that coop
We yellin' out woot, make the woop do a loop (damn)
Hit the boy hood, hit his hood with a nuke
New truck, son, call it Kali Uch', shh-shh (damn, damn)
Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
Niggas want smoke then we beatin' his ass
I don't forget about shit in the past
Lately I feel like I been in my bag
And now all of my enemies goin' out sad
We in they city, we takin' they hoes
Whole lotta niggas be prayin' I fold
Just made a song and it's already gold
Mansion is gated up, I cannot make it up
Soon as I'm wakin' up, I get the bacon up
They wanna see how I'm doin' and shapin' up
They wanna see the whole plan and then break it up
I had gave you the sauce and you gave it up
If I do take a loss, I'ma make it up
She had showed me the pussy, I ate it up
I'ma fly her to Cuba and shape her up
She wanna get a new booty, she fake enough
Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
Rule number one if you live in the hood
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
The song "Rule #1" showcases the lifestyle of successful and rich rappers and the importance of following a specific rule to maintain one's status in the game. The chorus of the song emphasizes "Rule number one, if you live in the hood, when you get rich, you gotta move out the hood." The verse by OG Parker and Lil Yachty highlighted their success by telling stories of pulling up with Bentleys, buying diamonds, and getting blowjobs from girls. The song also mentioned the importance of staying true to yourself and your friends, praying for those in need, and valuing money over relationships.
The lyrics of "Rule #1" demonstrate the common themes and messages found in modern hip-hop music. The song is a reflection of the hip-hop culture, which is often associated with wealth and luxury living. The lyrics narrate the importance of following certain rules to stay in the game and avoid being left behind. It also highlights the pressures of this lifestyle, which includes entertaining endless streams of women and getting involved in violent or criminal activities.
Overall, "Rule #1" is a reflection of the luxury lifestyle, individualism, and cutthroat competitiveness that is often celebrated in modern hip-hop music. The song serves as a reminder to always remember your roots and care for the people who were important to you on your way to success.
Line by Line Meaning
Young nigga rich as fuck
I'm a young man with a lot of money
All these bitches be fiendin' to get with us
Many women are attracted to our wealth
I'ma pull up with Yachty to pick 'em up
I'm going to arrive with Lil Yachty to pick up these women
She gon' run me some top in this Bentley truck (top)
She's going to perform oral sex on me while we're in the Bentley truck
Come on, baby, get dressed put your titty up
Get dressed and cover your breasts
She wanna ride me all night, baby, giddy up
She wants to have sex with me all night
I just bought me a Cuban for fifty bucks
I recently purchased a Cuban link chain for fifty dollars
I was down on my dick, they ain't pick me up (woo, ice)
When I was struggling financially, people weren't interested in me, but now that I'm wealthy, they are
But as soon as I'm rich they gon' hit me up
Now that I'm rich, people are interested in me
If this lil' bitch is not thick, she can't get me up
I'm only interested in women who have a curvy physique
I do not wanna hit, baby, eat me up (nah)
I'm not interested in sex, just perform oral sex on me instead
Your new boyfriend a bitch, he can't beat me up (gang)
Your new partner is weak and can't compare to me
Rule number one if you live in the hood
If you live in a poor area, you should move out when you become wealthy
When you get rich gotta move out the hood
It's important to leave the poor neighborhood once you become wealthy
I'm superstitious I'm knockin' on wood
I'm knocking on wood for good luck
Pray for my niggas, I hope that they good (gang)
I hope that my friends are doing well
I'm in a Urus, I'm doin the dash
I'm driving a Lamborghini Urus at high speed
Discounted features just pay me in cash
I offer discounted prices for my music production services if payment is in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
I'm making money quickly
Money come first and these bitches come last (cash, cash)
Money is my top priority and women come after that
I'm in Atlanta, I don't got no mask
I'm in Atlanta without wearing a mask, despite the pandemic
I cannot fuck if she don't got no ass
I'm only interested in women who have a curvy physique
Cash in my pocket, it's makin' me sad
Having too much cash makes me unhappy
Outta my body, I'm smokin' that gas
I'm smoking marijuana and feeling its effects
Rich like I'm Roddy, I geek off a Molly
I'm wealthy like Roddy Ricch and I enjoy taking MDMA
I'm speedin' down Holly, I'm goin' to fast
I'm driving fast on Holly street
Fly her to Bali, she hot like tamale
I'm going to take her to Bali, she's very attractive
This bitch gettin' naughty
She's starting to act inappropriately
She callin' me dad
She's referring to me as 'daddy'
Steppin' on shit, extra rounds in my mag (go, go, go)
I have additional bullets in my gun magazine and I'm ready to start a fight
I'm on they neck, like the dead on a rag
I'm attacking them aggressively
I fucked her head, we ain't givin' no pass (brr)
I engaged in oral sex with her without any hesitation
Pints of codeine comin' in through the mask (go)
I'm getting prescription cough syrup through a face mask
New desert eagle, the barrel was brass
I got a new Desert Eagle handgun with a brass barrel
Made more than your future, made more than your last
I've made more money than you'll ever make in your future and in your past
We was the ones breakin' rules, showin' ass
We were the ones violating rules and being reckless
Ya'll was the ones goin' broke, lookin' sad (go)
You were the ones becoming poor and looking unhappy
I know what they need, thirty-two for the grass
I know what they want, thirty-two grams of marijuana
Thirty give him a cast, hit him right in his ass (brr)
Give him thirty bullets and shoot him in the buttocks
Way too much money, I hope that it lasts (go)
I have a lot of money and I hope that I can keep it for a long time
F&N, I'ma get close, I'ma blast
I have an F&N gun and I'm going to shoot it at a close range
I'm boot, I'm sippin 'that coop
I'm feeling good and drinking a popular styrofoam cup drink
We yellin' out woot, make the woop do a loop (damn)
We're shouting 'woot' and making the siren sound loop
Hit the boy hood, hit his hood with a nuke
We're attacking the neighborhood with a lot of force
New truck, son, call it Kali Uch', shh-shh (damn, damn)
I have a new truck called Kali Uchis and I make a sound of admiration
Niggas want smoke then we beatin' his ass
If someone wants to fight, we're going to beat them up
I don't forget about shit in the past
I don't forget about things that happened in the past
Lately I feel like I been in my bag
Recently, I feel like I've been at my best
And now all of my enemies goin' out sad
My enemies are now losing and feeling unhappy
We in they city, we takin' they hoes
We're in their city, taking their women
Whole lotta niggas be prayin' I fold
Many people are hoping for my downfall
Just made a song and it's already gold
I've made a song that's already very popular
Mansion is gated up, I cannot make it up
My mansion is secured with a gate, it's unbelievable
Soon as I'm wakin' up, I get the bacon up
As soon as I wake up, I start making money
They wanna see how I'm doin' and shapin' up
People want to know how I'm doing and improving myself
They wanna see the whole plan and then break it up
People want to see my entire plan and then ruin it
I had gave you the sauce and you gave it up
I gave you the recipe for success and you didn't use it
If I do take a loss, I'ma make it up
If I experience a loss, I'll recover from it
She had showed me the pussy, I ate it up
She exposed her genitalia to me and I performed oral sex
I'ma fly her to Cuba and shape her up
I'm going to take her to Cuba to improve her appearance
She wanna get a new booty, she fake enough
She wants to get a fake buttocks implant
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: D'Andre Moore-Jackson, Darryl Grandberry Jr., Dejavious Sheats, Joshua Parker, Miles Parks McCollum
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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@jeremykirk876
DDG got it lit, no cap this guy going up. He's too underrated rn.
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