TwAn J - Recipe

Soufside, leh ride
Soufside, leh ride
Soufside, leh ride
Soufside, leh ride
Ok
I be going in
Penis during intercourse
Play with me,you X'd
I aynt talking winter sports
Crossing every T
Capital,don't split in fours
If i had a benz
It'd be the one with Sprinter doors
Googled an aventador
That's some shyt i can't afford
That could get me plenty whores
But i smashed out in a ford
Flow that's gon get an award
No allowance for my chores
Clearasil was for my pores
Now I'm working on my core
I aynt speaking crunches
Ask me if I'm happy though
Growing out my dreads
Smiling with the nappy fro
Always fuck a hater
You aynt gotta dap me bro
Joking on my pace
So why you never lap me though
While you in my face
Bet you never slap me yo
If I'm really trash
Bet you can't out rap me ho
I can make a call
Bet you can't out strap my folk
Hammers, blammers, Tity flow
Kill em, tag em, ShiKaDoh
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I killed the mutha fuckin track
And told em rest in peace
I killed the mutha fuckin rap
And told em rest in peace
I killed a nigga on his track
They told em rest in peace
I'll ya nigga on his track
And tell em rest in peace
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got the recipe
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got the recipe
I got that mutha fuckin dope
Or maybe crack
Cuz they keep on coming back
Even when they say its whack
Hmm, picture that
Matter fact, picture me rich
Labeled the shyt
For making beats
And coming up without
Selling in the streets
And not selling out the streets
And learning to keep a piece
Enforcement don't keep the peace
In uniform from the sheets
I'm still in the fuckin hood
And still feel misunderstood
I'd rather roll up a sweet
But niggas be rolling woods
I'm slabbin no whippin
My niggas rolling no crippin
Yo niggas riding and dippin
You know we sliding no slippin
They hate when you have opinions
Like they afraid to be different
If you like Trump then you wildin
If you like Biden you trippin
I mean, gah damn
I like what i like
I like food and workin
And i love my mic
They say I'm late if I'm bloomin
I tell em greatness is loomin
Be licking cat like its groomin
You can't see me cuz i'm fumin
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I killed the mutha fuckin track
And told em rest in peace
I killed the mutha fuckin rap
And told em rest in peace
I killed a nigga on his track
They tol em rest in peace
I'll kill ya nigga on his track
And tell em rest in peace
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got the recipe
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got tha recipe
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got the recipe
I got that mutha fuckin dope
And got the recipe
I killed a nigga on his track
And told em rest in peace
I'll kill ya nigga on his track
And tell em rest in peace
I killed the mutha fuckin rap
And told em rest in peace
I killed that mutha fuckin track
And tell em rest in peace
I'm Twan J

Written by:
Antwan Jennings

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