Smino & Monte Booker – “Rice & Gravy” [Audio, Lyrics]

On the new “Rice & Gravy” track, Smino & Monte Booker savour the production expertise of record producer, Monte Booker. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Smino & Monte Booker Rice & Gravy

St. Louis-based rapper Smino has been criminally underrated for years. He’s got one of the slickest flows in all of rap and his delivery is as solid as ever. We’ve learned a lot about the 29-year-old artist throughout his career and he’s officially entering his next stage, delivering his latest single “Rice & Gravy” with longtime collaborator Monte Booker.

The record was teased at the beginning of this week when Smino tweeted, “dawg I went thru so much bullsht tryna release music over da past couple years I’m jus happy af to begin my new journey tonite… I feel like a brand new artist rn.”

Smino & Monte Booker – Rice & Gravy (prod. Monte Booker)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Where’s the food?)
Scorch it (Goddamn)
Run it up
Oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
Hop off the phone, cordless
I know it’s so important
I’m focused on fortunes, yeah, yeah
I’m scorchin’, show her out to shortage
I rock Air Forces, don’t force shit
Not burnt, I’m raised in the darkness, huh
Long hair-air-air, blow her-er-er
Juices and berries ain’t no perk (Uh-uh)
Ice cream, my sneaks look like Big Worm (Come ‘ere)
Get it big, get the Faizon Love
Never let the bullshit faze ya, look
You’re too big, you’re too big, you’re too big, big (Yeah)

[Chorus]
That’s what made me (Yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah)
That’s what made me (Yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah)
That’s what made me (Yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah)
That’s what made me
That’s what made me (Yeah), rice and gravy (Yeah)
That you can’t eat (Yeah), shit was crazy (Yeah)
Momma baby (Uh, uh), only son in her house, she had to blame me
Any time some shit went down, there weren’t no strain on me

[Verse 2]
Ain’t much changed lil’ booger
Know a nigga still sit here smokin’ on boogers (Boogers)
Still look out for my sisters (Sisters)
They the one that put me on game, no rookie
Never let a lil’ ho spin yo’ ass (No), spin yo’ cash
Life a movie, nigga, pick your cast
Quentin Taran-Smino, blackjack, no casino (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
North County, yeah, that’s where my blood, my family at
I spill it out for the family, yeah, I know (I spill it out, oh)
Done, done it all, all summer long
These kids poppin’ they sing along
I know you proud of your bro
Smart guy, I needed more like Marcus
Remarkable how big my market is
Get it so stand still, time never stood still, stand
Dirty laundry (Lemme hear that)

[Chorus]
That’s what made me (Yeah, yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah, yeah)
That’s what made me (Yeah, yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah, yeah)
That’s what made me (Yeah, yeah), that’s what made me (Yeah, yeah)
That’s what made me
That’s what made me (Yeah), rice and gravy (Yeah)
That you can’t eat (Yeah), shit was crazy (Yeah)
Momma baby (Uh, uh), only son in her house, she had to blame me
Any time some shit went down–