[Lyric] Souffle (Scimmy)

[Intro]
It's cxldwater baby
"I've fallen and I can't get up"

[Chorus: Scimmy]
She gon' eat it up like a soufflé
Baby, I be balling like it's 2-k
I'm just pulling up in a two door (Okay)
Dude better step outta the dudes way (Skrr)
Bottle I be sippin' gimme mood swings
I just a hunnid and you loose change
Married to the money, I swear god damn
All you bitches to the back catch a bouquet

[Verse 1: Scimmy]
Yeah, okay
Scimmy baby, sharper like a sword
Pick up a bitch in my truck like a Ford
I'm fitting the shit you cannot afford
And They wanted a hit so I brought them a storm, uh
Keep it simple maybe I just been ready to ball (Ball)
In my city wit a bag and a baby to call (Call)
Honestly I just been aiming they ready to fall
I'm Steady whеn I cut like machetes and spaghеtti with sauce
Drip to my feet like an IV, I come to your town drinking Hi-C
That just means I got the juice and you stupid and you can get juked if you really don't like me
Socially distant, it make sense why all of you rappers are always like ten feet behind me
If you catch up you can have it, I stay with the baddest the magic came out like Hermoine (Pah)
[Chorus: Scimmy]
She gon' eat it up like a soufflé
Baby, I be balling like it's 2-k
I'm just pulling up in a two door (Okay)
Dude better step outta the dudes way (Skrr)
Bottle I be sippin' gimme mood swings
I just a hunnid and you loose change
Married to the money, I swear god damn
All you bitches to the back catch a bouquet

[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
Yuh, drippin', I'm sippin' up on a Fiji, uh (Uh)
People are never gonna believe me, uh
Smoking on the green like Luigi
They need me, so I spell it out like a ouiji
Bored all day, can't afford all things
But I'm stacking all my paper like I work at Dunder Mifflin
In my own league like I'm fucking Cal Ripken
Picking at the trees with this money that I'm getting
Don't make a sound get down get loud like (Shh)
Everybody sit down hit loud like (Ahh)
Smoke a fucking pound in my town want me gone right now
But I'm not right now like "Woah"
Nothing's gonna stop big Trippy stop tripping lil bitches keep talking, I get it
I get this bread this bacon I'm cooking
I'm cheffing let's make it
I'm eating all good motherfucker
[Chorus: Scimmy]
She gon' eat it up like a soufflé
Baby, I be balling like it's 2-k
I'm just pulling up in a two door (Okay)
Dude better step outta the dudes way (Skrr)
Bottle I be sippin' gimme mood swings
I just a hunnid and you loose change
Married to the money, I swear god damn
All you bitches to the back catch a bouquet