$100 Rice Bowl

(Getta Beats)

Ayy

Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Fuck around and throw a Hail Mary when I'm 4th & inches

Bitch like Dior bags and fur, can afford her kitten

'RT barking, nah, the neighbors can't ignore the drift

He ran up then he heard a "boom", what a poor decision

In the A with Dre, Trackhawk, yeah, we soaring in it

Sipping on the Wock' while I fuck until snoring in it

Looking Asian off the cookie but it ain't no fortune in it

I can't even cuff a lil' bitch 'cause y'all whores be finished

Twelve Pro Max, five twelve, thirteen in jacks

Throw a punch this way? I'm shooting, I ain't swinging back

Used to be nice, horns grew and my wings dethatched

You blow eighty-seven regular, this some diesel gas

Captain Obvious, shoelaces, they say "Shoelaces"

On telegraph, Captain Jay's or I can Nu Wave it

Sniper lock his target in his scope, we don't do chasing

We'll cut you off at the head, we don't do snaking

He be kissing on that runner, he a fool, ain't he?

Me and gang upping shit on live, we some fools, ain't we?

I been winning lately, I can give a fuck 'bout who hate me

Need a "yes" or "no" if it's money, I don't do "maybe"

Ain't nobody got you but you, that's how life go

Out of town hibachi, hundred dollars for a rice bowl

I'm her favorite rapper so I fucked her with my ice on

I might leave the mic for a month and get my swipe on

You ain't got a Cali plug, that is not no Cali crud

Really I'm a flashy fuck, I think the opps mad we up

Nah, like, for real, they just mad we us

Iced up, sticked up, need a Stanley Cup

I just punched hibachi, yeah, the dasher on the way with it

Headshots, I ain't finna lag, ain't no game glitching

If it's two seconds on the clock then I'm game winning

Turtle Pie, this a three five, I'm just pain killing

Do some fraud then get away with it

And you ain't even on yo own shit, just on our wave chilling

Pay visits, watch the K hit him, we be grave digging

I was nobody, one year, now my name sizzling

Bitch said she knew she seen me out 'cause I was bang flipping

Gotta wear a hoodie, you don't, ain't got the same image

Home runner, grand slam, never could I base hit it

I'm a ShittyBoy, bitch dumb, think I ain't shitting

He be kissing on that runner, he a fool, ain't he?

Me and gang upping shit on live, we some fools, ain't we?

I been winning lately, I can give a fuck 'bout who hate me

Need a "yes" or "no" if it's money, I don't do "maybe"

Ain't nobody got you but you, that's how life go

Out of town hibachi, hundred dollars for a rice bowl

I'm her favorite rapper so I fucked her with my ice on

I might leave the mic for a month and get my swipe on

Yeah

AR with the beam, got more voltage than a wunderwaffe

You could be the toughest, big Triple S'll stomp it out you

Surf with the turf, never ever would I punch McDonald's

If the main kudos, why the fuck are y'all buffies [?

Za to the motherfucking za, every puff be toxic

Shooter kill you on his bike then he get to bunny hopping

Up the gummy on her, I don't know how she went dummy on it

Give a fuck about y'all input 'cause y'all just be watching

Ha-ha, yeah (Ha-ha, yeah, we some fools, ain't we?)

Yeah (Yeah)

Y'all just be watching (Nah)

I'm on the court (I don't do maybe)

Swear to God, that's how life goes

Yeah, for a rice bowl

I'm her favorite rapper so I fucked her with my ice on

And get my swipe on