Chuuwee, Nate Curry - Oni over Rice lyrics

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