“I’ve fallen and I can’t get up”
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
Dude better step outta the dudes way
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 b#tches to the back catch a bouquet

Pick up a b#tch In my truck like a ford
Im fitting the sh#t 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
In my city wit a bag and a baby to call
Honestly I just been aiming they ready to fall
I’m Steady when I cut like machеtes and spaghetti with sauce
Drip to my feet likе 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 w the baddest the magic came out like Hermoine b#tch
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
Dude better step outta the dudes way
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 b#tches to the back catch a bouquet
Verse 2 – TrippyThaKid
Trippy, I’m sippin’ up on a fiji
People are never gonna believe me
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 f#cking 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 f#cking pound in my town want me gone right now
But I’m not right now like
Nothing’s gonna stop big trippy stop tripping lil b#tches keep talking I get it
I get this bread this bacon I’m cooking
I’m cheffing let’s make it
Im eating all good m#th*rf#ck*r
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
Dude better step outta the dudes way
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 b#tches to the back catch a bouquet
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