Rice - Duwap Kaine

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