Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oni over Rice, artist - Nate CurryAlbum song Nephilim, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Oni over Rice |
Yeah |
Hey, talk to me nice |
Here we go |
Yeah |
My pimp C is green, weed, lean be in my sprite |
Psilocybin, weed, and LSD my only vice |
Smoke like a cohiba 'till I’m bleedin from my eyes |
Bitch I’m out here beefing with my demons over rice |
Holy smoke and Jesus Christ, psychedelic, outta sight |
TV Johnny can you turn my holy water into ice? |
If you hit me up for feature, nigga, please respect the price |
Talk to me nice and don’t you make me say it twice |
Hey, talk to me nice, I’ll buy you anything you like |
Gimme 2 for 5 that’s my favorite asking price |
It’s just me and all my guys, heathens in disguise |
Smoking out the club, oh you think you Jonny Shipes |
She keep calling after 9, I got minutes long wind |
She keep asking me for pictures say she wants to build a shrine |
Days of Our Lives, I’ve been on since '65 |
If I’m lying then I’m flying I ain’t never been no pilot |
Frequent flyer mileage I’ve been tryna' buy an island |
Pocket thousand island and my dressin was Italian |
You keep fucking up my vibes |
Spending all my money up and wasting all my time |
At that table they eat lies, I prefer a side of fries |
Salt is in my eye but I just take it with a smile |
Needle in my sides you gon' make me sever ties |
I don’t play too many games with my ambition I won’t try |
Too much money on mind let you play here from the side |
My pimp C is green, weed, lean be in my sprite |
Psilocybin, weed and LSD my only vice |
Smoke like a cohiba 'till I’m bleedin from my eyes |
Bitch I’m out here beefing with my demons over rice |
Holy smoke and Jesus Christ, psychedelic, outta sight |
TV Johnny can you turn my holy water into ice? |
If you hit me up for feature, nigga, please respect the price |
Talk to me nice and don’t you make me say it twice |
Ay, yeah, ay, over rice, it was ground beef, no food from the sea |
Had to raise the price, true indeed |
Thinking what they need, acting way too nice |
It’s real life, |
See it in your eyes, they’re always so surprised |
Got a lot of dope that I din pay for |
Niggas handin' me shit like I’m giving tries |
Last year I hit 'em up, no replies, last year every inbox was dry |
All that sleeping don’t mean now you can’t sleep at night, no |
No I can’t get you and wait your ass in line |
Speakers blown was the last warning |
That’s on you if you act like you unknowing |
I don’t know you by your full name |
Miss me with all that «Can you put this on your story?» |
My pimp C is green, weed, lean be in my sprite |
Psilocybin, weed and LSD my only vice |
Smoke like a cohiba 'till I’m bleedin from my eyes |
Bitch I’m out here beefing with my demons over rice |
Holy smoke and Jesus Christ, psychedelic, outta sight |
TV Johnny can you turn my holy water into ice? |
If you hit me up for feature, nigga, please respect the price |
Talk to me nice and don’t you make me say it twice |
Hey, your predictability is ridding me of life |
Amsterdam and sprite, alcohol is my new vice |
Suffering in silence, close my mouth and keep it quiet |
Munch on psilocybin, I wake up and start a riot, (yuh) |
Damn this storm is quiet I need brand new window wipers |
And I’m drifting while I drive |
I do 120 in a viper and I’m all black when I ride |
My ambition of the slimes, wait my turn and take my time |
I’m still doing it for new shine, (bling) |
Easy apple pie, man this game is level 5 |
Questing on the side, level up I’m on my grind |
Gotta own the things I rap about just for my pride |
Lately I’ve been doing hella extra nothin' out of spite |
Obey my thirsty sprite, she’s a singer with the pipes |
I’m Rae Sremmurd after 9, I don’t really have no type |
You keep barking you don’t bite. |
We be doggin' niggas' wives |
My ambition of the slimes, wait my turn and take my time yeah |