[Intro]
Oh my god, Nathaniel, I done called your phone so many times today. You think this is, you made, you know, you made that song "so cold", you think that you, you know, you're all icy and whatever, but you ain't shit, fuck up, "lil ricefield", what kind of name is that?

[Chorus: lil ricefield]
Sorry shorty, got no time, you know I got to blast
IPhone and an iPod Touch, but I won't text you back
Know I gotta shine, glowed up hella fast
Didn't mean to stunt on you, but I can't take it back

[Post-Chorus: lil ricefield]
Sorry, sorry, my bad (My bad)
(So sorry) Sorry, sorry, my bad
Sorry, my bad (My bad)
Sorry, my bad

[Verse 1: lil ricefield]
I don't need nothin' from you
Countin' all my hundreds and blues
Now they all fun like we cool
But I don't speak nothin' but the truth
Y'all clowns just mouthin'
Like, wow, y'all found that from the town
I ain't 'bout that, tell 'em bounce back, bounce back, aye
I do not roll with no fake, all of these skanks want the change
[?] got me hella dazed, I ain't got no time to waste
Yung Nathaniel got the recipe, go fuck around and get baked
[?] everyday
I'm from the Bay, know that I gotta stay based
[Chorus: lil ricefield]
Sorry shorty, got no time, you know I got to blast
IPhone and an iPod Touch, but I won't text you back
Know I gotta shine, glowed up hella fast
Didn't mean to stunt on you, but I can't take it back

[Post-Chorus: lil ricefield]
Sorry, sorry, my bad (My bad)
(So sorry) Sorry, sorry, my bad (I'm sorry, oh fucking shit, oh my god)
(Alice, it was completely my fault, my sincerest apology)
(My names not Alice!) (Oh fuck!) My bad!

[Verse 2: zé rosé]
[?], shawty, stay on beat, I be like metronomes
Shawty couldn't dance with me, had to get left alone
What you stressin' for? In a session with my bros
Keep us in the fold, no sleep until I reach my goals
Get a little bit of dough, keep a little bit of dough, aye
Know they watchin' how I shine, I be gettin' to my glow, aye
She rollin' that shit in the back of my whip, I be blowin' it out to the wind
My swagger done high from the fit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry you're mad that I'm rich, yeah

[Verse 3: seiji oda]
Tryna take the whole summer off
You know I had to get my hundreds up
Couple shows and now they lovin' us
Gas gasin', like a Hummer truck
Lil Seiji, [?], gotta get it [?], ready for the problems
You should exercise a little caution
Watch this drama, you ain't finna stop us
Step up off that pedestal, yeah
I'm sorry, but you gotta go
Had to stunt on you, it was intentional
Sorry, but I didn't know, I didn't know
[Chorus: lil ricefield]
Sorry shorty, got no time, you know I got to blast
IPhone and an iPod Touch, but I won't text you back
Know I gotta shine, glowed up hella fast
Didn't mean to stunt on you, but I can't take it back