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Kodak Black

The Recipe

 

The Recipe

(album: Project Baby 2: All Grown Up - 2017)


Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor
Y'all don't know the recipe, I'm so saucy
I be saucing on these bitches, I'm so smooth
Oh, I got so much rythm
I'm so saucy

Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor
Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor

My tongue be so powerful I'm killing y'all with words
But my gun be still on me while I'm laying down a verse
Don't know if I love the mansion, no, I'd rather be on the curb
Everybody keep biting me, getting on my nerves
They love my flavor, it's delicioso
I hope you love me even though you barely see me no mo'
I don't need need you begging me and eating my dough
So if you text me and I don't reply I'm probably leaving my show
I don't drink no lean, ain't sipping codeine no mo'
Nowadays I just be mixing coffee with the cocoa
Aye, you can't drop my style, got a whole 'nother flow (What)
Swimming in the money, I just row, row, your boat

Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor
Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor

You're swimming in the money, I'm a fisher net
Everybody tryna run off with my gingerette
Niggas say we cousins, I don't even be knowing them
Yeah, I tried out your sauce, but you got too much sodium

Got too much sauce, no Goulash
In Pluto smoking moon rock
Red bean on your nose like Rudolph
Aye, you should come try my food out
I don't make no love, when I be fucking I don't even take my shoes off
And with that tool I'ma fool, I knock a niggas screws out
She wanna have my baby, your lady love my drill
Even my diamonds dripping (Wet)
Baby girl, don't slip
Appreciate the fan love and all of the support
They always keep me, so next time I just ain't going to court

Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor
Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, loving my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor

done

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