Chocolate Souffle

You are now in tune Now Collar Pop Records' finest Finest Born in a golden forest Five Nigerian space queens sing my chorus Lonely gigolo, like Maurice Verse 1 Hey, hey, live life like a chocolate souffle Coming through in Vuarnets with the top drop, Porsche, blue glaze Yeah All behavior is grown, think I'm trapping Watch my phone Yeah My jumper bust your zones, I'm lurking in the undertones Memphis cut my hair so cold, I purple air my lungs Hey, hey, born July by the golden lakes Wined and dined then beat the brakes Nep seen my bitch and was like, Touche This is high art, I tear the form apart Refrain 1 My phone's really not that smart My phone's really not that smart My phone's really not that smart My phone, really not that smart Verse 2 High art, my bros' tear the form apart Yeah, my phone's really not that smart I identified the narcs You, I ain't got no arch I'm quenched, he's parched I swim with the sharks off the hidden beach in the dark Refrain 2 I'm a movie, she want a part I'm a movie, she want a part I'm a movie, she want a part I'm a movie, she want a part Verse 3 No wait, live life like a velvet cupcake I'm all in, what's the stakes Been in it to win it since the purple tapes Your girl keep calling me, Bae, tipped a stack to the gondolier Then cruise the Champs-Elysees like I'm Maurice Chevalier Black truck with dimes inside, waxed, buffed, and simonized She looked at me with diamond eyes, she ain't been back home since July It's March Look, look, wear an apron when I cook You funk faking, I'm vacating, sitting in first class reading a book You getting moved around like a rook I'm so town, they need to do a book Refrain 3 Catch mermaids without no hook Catch mermaids without no hook Catch mermaids without no hook Catch mermaids without no hook Verse 4 Hey, hey, to the payday, andale Honey's proliferate my image on Monday's, rappers look at me thinking, One day My soliloquy is killer bee, I feel like I'm doing ventriloquy Oh my, another slice of peach apple pie My gear is cobra fierce, for gold and ice, my ears is pierced Survived the vipers den, my mise en scene is carpe diem Cool phrases collect in the pools of my intellect Then typed into a data stack, you a data rat, I'm a black slang acrobat The print is cheetah, up here the air's much sweeter Stellie squad leader, I admit I'm an elitist Refrain 4 At the zenith of slick demeanors At the zenith of slick demeanors I'm at the zenith of slick demeanors The zenith of slick demeanors Verse 5 The print's cheetah, up here the air is just much sweeter I'm the Stellie squad leader, so, yeah, I'm somewhat of an elitist At the zenith of slick demeanor My drum go Fleeta, the white Inf, it got leaned in to the exotic spots that I frequent My style's your style's ether Either pimp or ho, I'm neither, clocked your plot You better believe it, we had thot's too, called 'em skeezers I handle stacks, I mack down the queen of the pack We get walked in through the back, her inhibitions melt like candle wax I'm dressed to kill in the Seville, with the fifth wheel Keep the ice grill, but still wheel and deal with sex appeal Boy, chill, before I give you the Benadryl The incentive is bending bills, pursue tremendous thrills, and don't get killed Refrain 5 You're a scroller, I'm an explorer You're a scroller, I'm an explorer You're a scroller, I'm an explorer You're a scroller, I'm an explorer Outro Hey, hey