Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rice, artist - Duwap Kaine. Date of issue: 14.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rice |
| Just play this shit at night |
| You thinking about a bitch, just play this shit at night |
| You thinking about a lick, man just play this shit at night |
| I’m tryna' get these racks man, and I ain’t tryna' fight |
| Play this shit at night |
| You thinking about some shit, man just play this shit at night |
| Shawty don’t wanna' link with me, I told her I don’t bite |
| Rest in peace to Debo, I’ll still take a nigga bike |
| I like drinking Quagen, I’m like baby what you like? |
| I got Tris, I got Wock, I got all type’s of pints |
| Why the fuck would I even trust you with my life? |
| Can’t even trust you around my pints |
| And my cup is full of ice |
| Water on my neck, so I think it need rice |
| Speaking real shit into the mic |
| I’m barely living my life |
| Yeah, I don’t really gotta' tote no pipes |
| Shooter on my right, yeah |
| But I ain’t even end up |
| Angels watching, protecting by them |
| I been through a lot of things |
| whatever made me change |
| In them foreigns I be switching lanes |
| I be speaking, I think about a lot of things |
| This jail time the new way of getting hanged |
| Yeah, was at the trap, niggas getting detained |
| Yeah, police can’t get in my lane |
| I left my how it was, left it plain jane |
| My Off-White hat got lean stains |
| Fuck the dry cleaners, I’ma just leave it mane |
| Keep clean like dry cleaners, I’m a businessman |
| I seen Lebron in the trap, he got his pockets ran |
| How you get your Glock took? |
| Like Gucci Mane I’m finna' write a book |
| Smoking on dope and you know that I’m cooked |
| She sucked me up I shook |
| Boy you a fan, I don’t want your outlook |
| Sipping on lean, I’m sipping on goop |
| I’ve been cooling, let my flow get took |
| I don’t care how much you got for a hook |
| In L.A. where the fuck is Hook? |
| She fuck with me and the bitch got hooked |
| Glock with me, nigga better not look |
| Cause' if I bust nigga I’ll be dead wrong |
| Stop niggas ain’t perfect |
| Bad ass bitch and she Turkish |
| It’s okay if you’re hurting |
| Water on my neck, so I think it need rice |
| Speaking real shit into the mic |
| I’m barely living my life |
| Yeah, I don’t really gotta' tote no pipes |
| Shooter on my right, yeah |
| But I ain’t even end up |
| Angels watching, protecting by them |