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Every time I introduce myself to people I'm like, what's up, I'm Rice Oh, hey, Brice Like, nah, bruh, like Rice They're like, Rice with a Y? And I'm like, like, nah Like Rice like the food, with an I They be like, who the fuck would name a kid Rice I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Ay, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Chill, calm down, be cool. God damn I'm Rice like the food, bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Girl, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Rice on the muthafuckin' beat bitch I swear this bitch was police when I sold dope to her Quit acting like a tardy ass, knowing I only take cash Maybe silver coin if the price is low She like, "you take Ethereum" I'm like, "no The fuck hoe?!" Yo' Why you think so slow, you're like a techie? I'd figure you'd be sharper than that Ms. Becky Bitch, I'm black! All my people under attack Where your stupid ass been? This bitch square as a box Stop try'na to send a nigga Venmo That shit's owned by PayPal And if you know like I know, that's the po-po We're not doing that! Only real cash, No pay apps yo Rolling both my eyes at her in slo-mo I know a lot of professional crooks caught up by the feds Them don't play... Them boys bust heads So when I had her meet me on Topeeko My Govy' ain't Rice bitch... Its Rico, Haha I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Ay, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Chill, calm down, be cool. God damn I'm Rice like the food, bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Girl, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch You'd swear I was a secret spy The way I always change my game up Every three or four months, phone number change up At the Metro store, service cost five dollars To cop a whole brand new Phone number for you to dial up Switch'd my whole shoes and style up Switch'd my WhatsApp to Signal This nigga Zuckerberg a fuckin' foo Scanner bots working profiles, stalking what you do Sell off your private information Man this nigga ain't cool He's an atheist, but the motherfucker's still ah WINK TOTALLY AWESOME FELLA WINK He gon' make a dollar off of everythang that you do Don't get it twisted He'll sell your shit to cops and feds too With all that hot shit You wonder how you got locked in the shoe You was careful Your mouth muted and head on swivel And you wonder how you got caught in a pickle Well, that secret ass chat where you talked about smack Entrapped yo dumbass, sellin' dope on CashAPP I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Ay, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Chill, calm down, be cool. God damn I'm Rice like the food, bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Girl, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch I will not be satisfied till your boy touch 10 tickets 20 houses with 20 white picket fences 30-something cars with big ass garages And two bad Swedish baddies giving me massages Oh, you like ménage's? Think I can hook that up But you gotta be cool with that dildo in yo butt Cause my lady is a freak... She'll be in the back I'm up front The type of shit that I be thinkin' When I'm recruitin' a new biiotch I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Ay, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Chill, calm down, be cool. God damn I'm Rice like the food, bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Girl, what the fuck's wrong with you? Yeah I'm Rice like the food bitch, don't mean to be rude bitch Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you!?
Writer(s): R. M. Brough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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