recipe - burna bandz lyrics
[intro]
yah
mm*mm
i can give you the load, i can’t give you the recipe
gang, gang
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m in my bag, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
can’t chase no b*tch, i don’t even chase my hennessy
playin’ games with the ho like jeopardy
switch on the glock, but i know she the friend of me
i f*ck her good, make sure she remember me
i let the glock sing just like a melody
head taps, that sh*t’ll f*ck up your memory
i can sell you the work, i can’t give you the recipe (yeah)
b*tch, i’m in my bag, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
can’t chase no b*tch, i don’t even chase my hennessy
playin’ games with the ho like jeopardy
switch on the glock, but i know she the friend of me (ah, ah)
i f*ck her good, make sure she remember me
i let the glock sing just like a melody
head taps, that sh*t’ll f*ck up your memory
i can sell you the work, i can’t give you the recipe
[verse]
i can sell you the food, i can’t give you the recipe (no)
trackhawk too fast, police ain’t catchin’ me (skrrt)
need good weed, and codeine to mellow me
ridin’ with the [faster?], try not to felony
i’ve been in that bag and would not let it get to me
we just gon’ hop out and step on the enemy (ah)
we just gon’ hop out and step on the— (ah, woah)
he better hopin’ he don’t run into we (yeah, ah)
he better hopin’ he don’t run into we
shawty too bad, i can tell that she feelin’ me
i f*ck that ho ’til her legs starts quiverin’
all this ice on me, i got the case shiverin’
he want the smoke, then we gon’ deliver it
rockin’ supreme when i’m feelin’ superior
top of the food chain, we top of the pyramid
none of my k!llers don’t go see the therapist
all of the flashy, you know that i’m wearin’ it
vvs diamonds make me feel so arrogant
chrome heart in that, ain’t no repairin’ in
whatever i got, me and crodie, we sharin’ it
you know i got in this b*tch like asparagus
glock and it’s fully, you know that i’m wearin’ it
he moved around, then we gon’ have to bury him
you see the squad, yeah, it’s full of barbarians
they know i’m gang, pop out, we embarrass ’em
i promise we ain’t played fair with ’em
ride for the gang like a chariot
b*tch got one night like a marriott
i swear i ran it up more than harriet
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m in my bag, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
can’t chase no b*tch, i don’t even chase my hennessy
playin’ games with the ho like jeopardy
switch on the glock, but i know she the friend of me
i f*ck her good, make sure she remember me
i let the glock sing just like a melody
head taps, that sh*t’ll f*ck up your memory
i can sell you the work, i can’t give you the recipe (yeah)
b*tch, i’m in my bag, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
can’t chase no b*tch, i don’t even chase my hennessy
playin’ games with the ho like jeopardy
switch on the glock, but i know she the friend of me (ah, ah)
i f*ck her good, make sure she remember me
i let the glock sing just like a melody
head taps, that sh*t’ll f*ck up your memory
i can sell you the work, i can’t give you the recipe
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