My Recipe Lyrics

I snap on any beat

I laugh at enemies

My fans give energy

Like amphetamines

My plan is never be

Broke so I go hard in this hoe

Trying to get that cheddar cheese

Yo here go my recipe

Recipe for success

No stressing me cuz I'm blessed

They pressure me but I ain't pressed

Ain't none ahead of me fuck all the rest

I ain't here to impress

I'm here to ingest

Wack emcees I think the world needs less

Burn em all up like trees indeed

We can have a smoke sesh

Yeah hoe I'm a chef

Cuz I be cooking up gourmet

Y'all sweet as sorbet

Rappers get served on a platter

Clowns trying to cake

I'm a leave em battered

If it ain't the mit it don't matter

You should leave town like Matthew Stafford

You don't belong in here

Broke mothafucka all I do is talk numbers

Call me a auctioneer

So place your bids

I be getting racks like a plate of ribs

Hit em with the cannon let's make a vid

Welcome to the shoot better bring a bib

Cuz you about to get messy

Turn a fruit to a veggie and his crew to confetti

Cook his fucking noodle we doing spaghetti who want a plate

Get a knife and a fork and a spoon and a bowl

Buddy you're getting chewed like food when I storm in the booth

At the crackhouse but I call it Stackhouse why's that cough

Cuz he let me bring the 40 too

Get it Stackhouse 42

The bars come quick like Amazon prime

I hope you got yours cuz man I got mine

Pick a fucking track and see how savage I rhyme

I snap on any beat

I laugh at enemies

My fans give energy

Like amphetamines

My plan is never be

Broke so I go hard in this hoe

Trying to get that cheddar cheese

Yo here go my recipe

Everything made from scratch the ingredients all organic

But I ain't catering to all this wack shit

I been slept on like the softest mattress

But in a couple years you will call it classic

When y'all see I'm the wordplay king

And this fly by night shit is cookie cutter

Shut the door no looking brother

I said do not disturb when I'm cooking supper

I sell verses kinda like I'm pushing butter

I'm at the Crackhouse but we all legal here

Too legit to quit when I spit the shit they mix it quick

It's guaranteed to please your ears

I'm thinking clear while you home drinking beer

And doing lines all the time but you fear the mirror

Cuz your reflection shows you never will blow

Anything other than that

Man I got em under attack ain't no love for the wack

They ain't even dinner just a munchable snack

When you hear my voice you hear the hunger in that

Came up out the gutter in a bucket of crabs

I rose from the bottom of the cesspool now I'm successful

Life turned stressful to special

You looking at the best in the booth

I'm a Chef with the Fresh food

Pick an instrumental I bet I

Snap on any beat

I laugh at enemies

My fans give energy

Like amphetamines

My plan is never be broke

So I go hard in this hoe

Trying to get that cheddar cheese

Yo here go my recipe