KODAK BLACK


The Recipe Lyrics

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

Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy
They still tryna figure out, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' 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 figure it out I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' 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 while I'm laying down a verse
Don't know if I love the mansion, or I'd rather be on the curb
Everybody keep bitin' me, gettin' on my nerves
They lovin' my flavor, it's delicioso
I hope you love me even though you barely see me no mo'
I don't need you beggin' me and eatin' my dough
So if you text me I don't reply I'm probably leavin' my show
I don't even drink no lean and sippin' codeine no mo'
Night and day I'll 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, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' 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 figure it out I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor

You're swimming in the money, I'm a fisherman
Everybody tryna run off with my gingebread
Niggas say we cousins, I don't even know them
Yeah, I tried out your sauce, but you got too much sodium
Got too much sauce, no Gulag
In Pluto smokin' moonrock
Red beam on your nose like Rudolph
Aye, you should come try my food out
I don't make no love, when I be f**king I don't even take my shoes off
And with that tool I'mma fool, I'll knock a niggas screws out
She wanna have my baby, your lady love my drill
Even my diamonds drippin' (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, I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' 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 figure it out I put 'em in a coffin
They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor
Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor

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Record Label(s): 2017 Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world outside of the United States A Warner Music Group
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