Skooly - Fish Rice & Grits lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, the don n***a, I call myself the don for a f**in' reason, uh 'Cause I done lived to see all this sh** n***a and I'm still standin', you dig [Chorus] Okay, this that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, I'm talking fish and rice and grits, okay [Verse 1] Pull up at the light, hop out, alright I'm with the sh**s 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 dick Whip on eye fly, b**h I'm Einstein Chain on sci-fi, wrist on wifi Okay, swag on hi-fi, b**h 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**h that like pipe and b**h that fight dykes '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**h in my sight, got your b**h on my side [Chorus] This that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, I'm talking fish and rice and grits, okay This that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, 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**h I'm too high, why? got no wifi I'm too damn fly, this is my sky, alright I'm too damn 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**hes on me, I-Spy, get them b**hes out my sight Bracelet with the charm, I keep on some light ice Money on me right right, talkin' loaded fight night [Chorus] This that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, I'm talking fish and rice and grits, okay This that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, I'm talking fish and rice and grits, okay [Outro] This that type of sh** that make 'em scratch you off the list This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you with your b**h This that type of sh** that make 'em watch you while you piss This that hood sh**, I'm talking fish and rice and grits, okay