Aye Yeah Lyrics

Recipe rise up, go stay sunshine Recipe pushing recipes like moonshine

Swat shit like 89, like I was Langevin On the baseline, I be taking off

Like I was an airline Put your shit back like King James hairline

Dismantle shit like it's game time Quiet the crits, who wanna stop my shine

But you can't stop my shine In the hood like the 22 from old bus line

Get it out the mud, that's how I got mine Hit em where it hurt, if you ever tryna take

mine Real chef recipe, real chefs killing me

On a block ready mission, so I'm in my bag Lyrically toe tag, but the rap game in a body

bag Top shelf smoke, smoke you like my zig-zag

Real chef recipe, real chefs killing me It's the recipe, got the recipe

Keep a recipe, season and sauces be my weaponry And they be dwelling in the pantry

Got my first shot at Neptune's Landry Fine dining tray, leave taste buds frayed

City College, San Francisco, where I built my name

In the kitchen, busy understand me Eurobeat's your food truck dipping

Rib whip whipping, cheffing it up 20 tickets deep, push your food out the truck

Off the grid, we had it sold up Every time we showed up, we showed out

Put hours in and we sold out Packed up the propane and we rolled out

Back across the bridge to the commissary We knocked it out the park like we was buried

Real chef recipe, real chefs killing me Real chef recipe, real chefs killing me

Real chef recipe, real chefs killing me