Formula

Formula
Formula
Yeah yeah, yeah
Aight'

They know how it goes
Stay down, ten toes
Whip it up, on a stove
See the fake, louder though

Formula
Someone better call the coroner
Young killer, just warnin' ya
Come and play little warriors
Formula
Someone better call the coroner
Young killer, just warnin' ya
Come and play little warriors

Ayy, formula
Someone better call the coroner
Young killer, just warnin' ya
Come and play little warriors
Yeah, formula
Someone better call the coroner
Young killer, just warnin' ya
Come and play little warriors

Ayy, ayy, like that formula
Whip your order up
Let me see them hands in the sky, sky
They throw shade like a high-five (Throw it)
They want beef, this ain't Five Guys

First I'm whippin' it
Then they sippin' it
You be talking 'bout it, talk
I be living it
Gotta mix it, mix it
Time be ticking, ticking
Got the green and blue, I said "Shawty which one you picking?"



Credits
Writer(s): Dr. Ozi, Justin Douglas Starling, Niket Chohan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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