JFK Lyrics

I cook don't need no recipe

The hook don't need no melody

They shook they breathing heavily

One look and angel's heavenly

I'm Balling like micheal no B.

They calling up security

I stole her heart he mad at me

Shots in his head like Kennedy

I'm the fakest

Muslim I know

Why?

Cause I wanna start cookin pigs

Yallah habibi

Cut em like pie

They American

No Jason Biggs

Put them in the tar

Smoke em up Like tobacco

But you know

I ain't talking cigs

Light em up

Bitch I light em up

They want beef then

They already lit

I hate when I'm sober

I show self hate

And when I am drunk

I start loving myself

Not like a teen

Masturbating

To magazines

Piling up on the shelf

I got me a queen and she loving me

I can be real and just be myself

A lotta y'all fronting for girls who are nothing

And forget to value

Your mental health

I cook don't need no recipe

The hook don't need no melody

They shook they breathing heavily

One look and angel's heavenly

I'm Balling like micheal no B.

They calling up security

I stole her heart he mad at me

Shots in his head like Kennedy

I'm

Too hot, Too quick

Too smart, To miss

2 hearts, too big

I'm sick, don't miss

It's not just food it's an experience

Call my shit Benihana

Suck my dick know you feeling it

Expensive balenciaga

It's on her roster

She turns to a monster

She slurping it up

Like she eating some pasta

Got a top shotta

Aims with a Choppa

Got shells on shells

Like his crib filled with lobster

Taken a back what ey

Made me a stack what ey

Count up the cash, making it last

Beating it up like a boxer ey

Catch me out side

I ain't just an artist

Kennedy girl

You know that I'm guarded

I cook don't need no recipe

The hook don't need no melody

They shook they breathing heavily

One look and angel's heavenly

I'm Balling like micheal no B.

I'm calling up security

I stole her heart he mad at me

Shots in his head like Kennedy

Yeah

Ey

Yeah