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skooly - fish rice & grits lyrics

[intro]
yeah, the don n-gg-, i call myself the don for a f-ckin’ reason, uh
’cause i done lived to see all this sh-t n-gg- and i’m still standin’, you dig

[chorus]
okay, this that type of sh-t that make ’em scratch you off the list
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you with your b-tch
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you while you p-ss
this that hood sh-t, i’m talking fish and rice and grits, okay

[verse 1]
pull up at the light, hop out, alright i’m with the sh-ts
got on all white, ain’t tryna fight, you might get flipped, c’mon
that three hundred shots, i’m talkin’ chrysler with the hits
stephen curry thirty, not that precise with the d-ck
whip on eye fly, b-tch i’m einstein
chain on sci-fi, wrist on wifi
okay, swag on hi-fi, b-tch i’m not a nice guy
playin’ with my life, you might die tonight right
i won’t spare his life but i’ll leave his nice wife
’cause life is still a gamble, all you need is nice dice
life is still a scandal, you won’t see the night twice
riding through the city, you can see the nice lights
got a b-tch that like pipe and b-tch that fight dyk-s
’cause i’m flier than a kite, you’ll never see this sight twice
and i’m higher than a light, it’s like i’ve seen this night twice
got your b-tch in my sight, got your b-tch on my side

[chorus]
this that type of sh-t that make ’em scratch you off the list
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you with your b-tch
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you while you p-ss
this that hood sh-t, i’m talking fish and rice and grits, okay
this that type of sh-t that make ’em scratch you off the list
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you with your b-tch
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you while you p-ss
this that hood sh-t, i’m talking fish and rice and grits, okay

[verse 2]
okay now what your life like? what your wife like?
is your sprite spiked? it go night night
b-tch i’m too high, why? got no wifi
i’m too d-mn fly, this is my sky, alright
i’m too d-mn fly, you can’t even lie
eating wings and rice, sipping lean and sprite
okay now ysl fly, givenchy attire
double cup with ice, i knock out my lights
okay double c with me, i’m with chanel, she can’t fight
alright, double g with me, i paid ’em extra for my size
balmain jeans, yeah they fitting quite tight
twenty in the left side, twenty in the right side
reach and lose an arm, watch and lose your eyesight
b-tches on me, i-spy, get them b-tches out my sight
bracelet with the charm, i keep on some light ice
money on me right right, talkin’ loaded fight night

[outro]
this that type of sh-t that make ’em scratch you off the list
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you with your b-tch
this that type of sh-t that make ’em watch you while you p-ss
this that hood sh-t, i’m talking fish and rice and grits, okay

- skooly lyrics

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