Extra Rice

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Massiah] Shorty tried to call me on the trap phone, aye Told me her ex boy ain't got no backbone, aye She came to the party we went back home, aye Sippin' on that drink while she whine slow, aye Said she had a curfew pass the backdoor, aye I know shorty bad yeah she bad tho, aye She chill with the gang at the bando, aye Way she move gon' make me throw a bankroll, aye My girl she boujee tho She don't play round with that coochie tho She only rockin' that Gucci tho It's like she livin' a movie oh, aye Look how she moving Language of love, I can tell that she fluent Sent from above, I just hope I don't ruin All of my moves it's my shot that I'm shooting [Pre-Chorus: Massiah] Ever since a baby I've been on my grind Everyday the money, money on my mind Ain't a second wasted I ain't got no time All you other rappers never got no lines Fuck around wimme, you get the fisticuffs (Aye) Who the fuck are you bro? You can't with us (Aye) Rocking all designer really is a must (Aye) Bitch, I've got the poison in my sippy cup [Chorus: KINGwAw] Paradise blues, lookin' nice (Ooh) Baby thick, extra rice (Yeah) What I like (Aye) Thinking lately 'bout it, I'm about it Living off my words, some hate it Still I'm focused on appreciation Own lane vision, I'm just saying Painting pictures, getting richer Circle smaller, Careless in this bitch (Yeah) Feel the flow, then switch (Aye) Do this everyday (Woah) Live the moment, let it go, go, go Woah, aye, yeah, KINGwAw [Verse 2: Curtismith] Make the moment freeze with a Nikon (Aye) Heard she was a freak with the lights on (Aye) Turn me to a G with the right song (Aye) We can keep it going all night long (Yeah) She just want the D with extra rice on (Aye) Turn it to a tweet on her iPhone (Yeah) Nicotine fiend with a rifle I ain't tryna tweak on the weak but I might go Show 'em that I got it whom I'm riding down the block (Block) Never gonna stop I be fuckin' 2Pac with this And we eyeing for the top (top) Let me put it on lock, with my middle finger up Screaming fuck the cops in this bitch Got a pretty señorita on my cock and the pit Got me flying like I need no other option with this I been feeling like a hundred karat rock with a drip (Aye) [Pre-Chorus: Curtismith] D-d-d-dip with the sauce I do not care if you don't fuck with us (Don't fuck with us) Me and my boys, on the way up You ain't touching the squad Live like my son is Asahd, see thru the fog I be like Ricky Razon Ricky to Bobby or Ricky the Ross Stickin' to hobbies and making the b-bucks And this is confidence It's not confidential, it's common sense I know consequences, 'cause I'm stuck with it I ain't condescending, you just a fucking bitch And I'm done with this Trying to please you, bitch I don't need you Off with this and if it's all legit? Then we can talk it out But just gimme a minute 'cause we ballin' out [Chorus: KINGwAw] Paradise blues, lookin' nice (Ooh) Baby thick, extra rice (Yeah) What I like (Aye) Thinking lately 'bout it, I'm about it Living off my words, some hate it Still I'm focused on appreciation Own lane vision, I'm just saying Painting pictures, getting richer Circle smaller, Careless in this bitch (Yeah) Feel the flow, then switch (Aye) Do this everyday (Woah) Live the moment, let it go, go, go Woah, aye, yeah, KINGwAw [Outro] Curtismith! Massiah! KINGwAw! Kain na tayo Hoy! Kain na tayo! Mga bwisit Tangina kanina pa tinatawag eh Manong, magsibaba na dito! Ano ba 'yan! Hay nako, ayaw talagang bumaba Hay! Pero ang ganda talaga ng kanta, Tangina