Recipe

(Columbus Bricks Yeah)
I consult with my niggas if a move is legit
Protect mines so I steady watch who I'm with
And that's the recipe to how the dude is still it
I'm hot bitch, I'm hot and you feel
He on his momma couch but he still talking shit
Instead of pole slobbing you should get you a cheque
My phone never buzz
Unless you talking bout chips then it's off bitch
I get off it

Niggas beamed
Blind a bitch
This that what it cost you
Water on a bitch, she should've brought a whetting costume
I can never trip
I go Worldwiide on a bitch
Then I take off like a jet, she riding sticks just like a witch
Gahdamn
Angels singing on their knees, yeah they drop hymns
Don't you talk about Big Dawg, like you bout him
Double From Nuthn, stay Rocky like Flits
Or just like a fist from Stallone I make hits
Talk shit you get knocked the fuck out
Mute a pussy nigga cos he got a loud mouth
We been bout the money while these boys be bout clout
Hop out of the trench and pop that shit with no doubt bitch

I consult with my niggas if a move is legit
Protect mines so I steady watch who I'm with
And that's the recipe to how the dude is still it
I'm hot bitch, I'm hot and you feel
He on his momma couch but he still talking shit
Instead of pole slobbing you should get you a cheque
My phone never buzz
Unless you talking bout chips then it's off bitch
I get off it

Give her dick now she wanna post me
I said nah bitch, then I passed to the homie
To the homie
Get her off me
I get dumb and stupid off the sip and I'm not sorry
Get yours, let them run their mouth to the grave
While you run the game and make deposits to the bank
I like girls that turn levels up the Pink Molly way
While they hate, I be screaming out Go DJ (Go, Go DJ)
Talk shit you get knocked the fuck out
Mute a pussy nigga cos he got a loud mouth
We been bout the money while these boys about clout
Hop out of the trench and pop that shit with no doubt nigga

I consult with my niggas if a move is legit
Protect mines so I steady watch who I'm with
And that's the recipe to how the dude is still it
I'm hot bitch, I'm hot and you feel
He on his momma couch but he still talking shit
Instead of pole slobbing you should get you a cheque
My phone never buzz
Unless you talking bout chips then it's off bitch
I get off it



Credits
Writer(s): Athandile Kiva
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