Soul Food ft. Frenche Lyrics

Like grandma cooking that soul food

This that vibe yo, pull up to the function

With them speakers up high yo, uncle sippin' that erk-n-jerk

My cousins getting high though

While grandma cooking that soul food

Cause this that vibe yo

Like grandma cooking that soul food

This that vibe yo, pull up to the function

With them speakers up high yo, uncle sippin' that erk-n-jerk

My cousins getting high though

While grandma cooking that soul food

Cause this that vibe yo

Yeah this that vibe

Pull up to the casa with amigos

Got a bottle of some Dusse

Cool like Malcolm in the middle

Tita rollin' in the kitchen, what I'm rollin taste like Skittles

Shootin' craps around the corner, side bets stackin' like Pringles

Karaoke in the back

You feel that vibe, that's energy, electric slide

Feel like you just got paid and down to take a ride

350 Zs and Acuras pulled up outside

Where all my pinsan at

Little cousins on Fortnite, my uso showing off bikes

Dominos slammin' on tables through hard times we'll be alright

We hustle hard made sacrifices when the rent due, we made due

Now we all up like a damn like switch, through the bullshit we bulletproof

Pull up by the dozens, momma, sisters, uncles, cousins

And don't ever disrespect around yo' nana or we comin

For this fam of mine I love em

Memories from all the functions

And you know when grandma cooking we all comin

Like grandma cooking that soul food

This that vibe yo, pull up to the function

With them speakers up high yo, uncle sippin' that erk-n-jerk

My cousins getting high though

While grandma cooking that soul food

Cause this that vibe yo

Like grandma cooking that soul food

This that vibe yo, pull up to the function

With them speakers up high yo, uncle sippin' that erk-n-jerk

My cousins getting high though

While grandma cooking that soul food

Cause this that vibe yo

I gotta get it

I need a five piece like it's chicken

I need a dime piece not a penny

She know that it's good

She know that I got it slidin' down her chin

And yeah it's finger lickin

Brown sugar

Know that I like it like yams

Ooh and baby gettin' thicka

She call me Popeye cause she know that I been eatin' all my spinach

And I'm wit' it yeah

Soul food you know the business yeah

Granny house I'm in the kitchen yeah

Whippin' up

I need a side plate, I need like nine plates

I need like ten of them

I clean my mess over

I eat my leftovers

I never stress over

Who never finished damn

I had to get it

I had to scrape my own plate make some millions

I had to get it

I had to get it

I had to get it, I had to get it

I had to scrape my own plate make some millions

They ain't give me no food

Had to make some soul food

Soul food on the way

Soul food on the way

Soul food on the way

You know it's Frenche and J

Soul food on the way

You know it's Frenche and J