Lakitu

[Verse 1: Fried Rice]
I eat the ass for breakfast, the pussy for dessert
The cum flies all around like a fucking blizzard
I fucked your bitch’s pussy, I bet you miss her
I bruise them thighs til it look like sizzurp
I go mad for the coochie, bruh, I go fucking berzerk
Suck every day, this bitch a fuckin expert
Pussy game magic, motherfucking puzzy wizard
I've never actually seen a vagina

[Hook: Fried Rice]
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah

[Verse 2: Fried Rice]
Spiky, wettest in the deep sands
March to the waters, white kiddies with the big bands
Floatin' in clouds, vitamin deficiency
Weather and the hormones, bipolar proficiency
Additionally, fuck your duality
Shatter barriers, defy reality
Discography a winery, breaking up the binary
Basmati fine dinery, new refinery
Risotto was a bit more innocent
They weren't heaven-sent, but some texts were sent
Bitch mistook those for some death threats
Risotto suspended, then a suicide attempt
Alteration 100, illusion 100, trauma 100
Drop ten hunnids on a shitty attorney, ended up pleading guilty
Duality of damn, proof is unnecessary

[Hook: Fried Rice]
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah

[Verse 3: Pridemore]
I’m drinking iced tea and I do it in rounds
The project’s a pound and yo’ pound is an ounce
Compared to the kick and the snare and the sound
With the mix and master to make it account
It’s too late, we too great, we too good at the beats
You can’t make no dough so you give back receipts
You’re makin’ EPs, your career goes delete
I’m pulling out Rhodes, you put down your seat

[Verse 4: Fried Rice]
Don't fuck with ORYZA, we rising, we balling
Get blood on your block, you would think it was Stalin
Broad on the cock, would you get off, you soft
Infantalize or patronize, we throwing rocks
You expect me to accept your hate, don't relate
We don't see appeal in all being the same
Kaj Delta in pelts, express and relate
Same two jokes won't get you to the next day

[Hook: Fried Rice]
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah
Throw throw throw throw throw throw
Rowing, rowing, rowing, we got all the streams, yeah
We out here sippin iced tea memes, yeah
Fried Rice gang eatin all the beans, yeah