Logic
Baghdad
[Intro]
For you, rice is nothing
But for us
Rice just like my father and mother
Don't fuck with my family!
Huh? Huh?!
I feel sorrow in my rice!
Ugh
If you have anything to say, apologise to the rice, right now!
Fuck your rice!
Fuck off!
Shoot him
I’m gonna kill you!

[Verse]
It's a vibe
Move forward
I ain't with the chit chat
Tell a bitch to zip that
She can really take it
But she never dish that
Had a lotta dark times
Now I got the whip black
Shawty took a fourth line
Then she throw that thang back
Move forward
Sippin’ on the port wine
Party be a ship wreck
I ain't showin' up unless the bud so loud I hear that
From down the fuckin' block, uh
Speedin', fuck a cop, uh
Get up in her box, while we parked up in the lot, uh
I don't need a day in month, just a flame and a blunt
Everyday 420 when you doin' what you want
If you ain't payin’ up front, you ain’t gainin' my trust
At this stage in the day should be facin’ some bud
So you may wanna pray on your knees like a nun
I don't fuck with a lame, 'cause I'm aimin’ above
Girl, fuck who your main, come and lay with a thug
Move forward
I could pay for the pain you retain in your cup
Float away in a daze 'cause the K got me schlumped
[Chorus]
Imma hit that shit once, then I pass that
But I'm a fool for the ones with the ass fat
Move forward
So if you cool baby, send a pic on snapchat
Always blowin' up my phone like it's Baghdad
I ain't comin' to her crib, got her Dad mad
'Cause he know his daughter finna make that ass clap
For a stoner boy, she comin' home to puff gas
Got him blowin' up my phone like it's Baghdad
Look aye

[Outro]
That's how we do it bro
Fuck
Move forward