I Got The Recipe Lyrics

Soulja Boy

No Sleep

Lyrics to I Got The Recipe
Move with the choppa, nigga I ain't playin
Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
Married to the money, put it in my hand
I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
I'm in the trap with that Tec on me
Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
I got the gang with me, nigga don't play with me
100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me

Shoot then run nigga, you know I keep heat
If the bullet the Draco, that knock out your feet
Don't play with the money, I sweep up the street
I been up stackin up millions since I was 16
That choppa it aim, the bullets gon rang
Slide in that rain, we ain't playin no game
The choppa it eat ya, it knock out ya brain
Pussy ass nigga, you know that you lame
Choppa it eat ya for dinner, I sell a brick in the sprinter
Chain is colder than November
Pull up and do the show, [?]
I just swerve the money I'm gettin
Maserati 2019, god damn all this money it comin in nigga
Skrrt, Porsche, you know that I'm whippin
I pop out with shootas, you know that they hittin
Young Draco nigga, you know I'm real nigga
I slide in the Bentley they think I'm drug dealin
You play with gang nigga, and you gon come up missin
Diss the gang nigga, you gon be sleepin with the fishes
That diamond, that VVS, know it be glistenin
Take the Rari, skrrt that shit like the Hemi
That chopper, the bullets, they rain lil nigga
Don't play no game bout that money lil nigga
I'm stackin up M&M, it ain't no issue
Hop out the Rari [?], really they start hittin
Ask about me in the street, I'm so official
Hundred thousand had to flip it 6 times for a minute
Young nigga killin, trigger finger it itchin
Only nigga swerved the Bentley through the trenches
Check out my drip and my watch, too official
They see me in traffic they sound like "Soulja, you that nigga"

Move with the choppa, nigga I ain't playin
Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
Married to the money, put it in my hand
I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
I'm in the trap with that Tec on me
Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
I got the gang with me, nigga don't play with me
100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me
Move with the choppa, nigga I ain't playin
Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
Married to the money, put it in my hand
I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
I'm in the trap with that Tec on me
Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
I got the gang with me, nigga don't play with me
100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me
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