Recipe!

Here I go

Here I go again, I am never finished
You know I'm a writer like the high percentage
This that Mortal Kombat I might catch you in the sixth dimension
Then we sobbing in my sleep 'cause I know you listenin'
I travel for my Venus then get back to Venice
You wearing out your confidence you really timid

I could bleed if necessary but you know I'm never switchin' up
Bitch if you walkin' up to me, you gon' leave here limpin'
And I got some homies out here like incisions
If you take away the Mersenne's n you could see the difference
Pour me up this sugar water they can keep the lemons
I can give it all up for the fruit baby then give me lemons
No I cannot stop it, too excited I get
Twisted up on this bih, -tcha is nice on my -e
Send that bank deposit, she so ah she stay it
No slick I am my-me, skip the dice and ya six

I think we got the recipe
It's my destiny now they won't be next to me
Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous-s-s-s-s-s, my god
I think we got the recipe
No, in fact but I'm still gon' stick and see
Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly yuh

He know it's home-grown packin' from changin' its tone
I'm on this moonstone wear me out I'm Miss Cologne
A cool killa make a nigga change his timezone
I'm thread strong but no ties do not get me wrong
Oh god, heard I got the recipe uh huh
I could make a anti-nigga rest in peace
I heard they be selling drinks, while they purse out melodies (oh no)

Don't let them trick you with Caucasian subtleties
A real nigga put me on my Q's and P's
Pop quiz tell 'em text me is you in, I'm these rappers influence
So competing is useless, I like rap, orange, rhymes, whips, sicker than mucus
And a cool Kim Possible don't know where my Rufus (ha)
And they can't fuck wit' me so I guess you hoes is stuck with me
I been gone for a minute now these hoes done got relieved

I think we got the recipe
It's my destiny now they won't be next to me
Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous-s-s-s-s-s, my god
I think we got the recipe
No, in fact but I'm still gon' stick and see
Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly



Credits
Writer(s): Zoi Kachet Harris, Rommel Donald
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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