Lyrics Recipe - A-Park

Recipe

You be snitching for the recipe
You be faking for the recipe
You be hatin' on my legacy
You turned to my enemy
You backstabbing for the recipe
Your girl goes down to the melody
You do everything for the
I’m in the studio cooking and cooking and cooking and cooking
Like Woaaaaah, gotta keep it on the low tho
Niggas creeping up tip toe
Hoes falling in line like dominos
Your shine didn’t last longer than a vine
Now you on my hotline, asking for a co-sign
A-Park can you please gimme your recipe?
(brrrr, brrrr) Decline
I’m trynna build my legacy, with god next to me
This was destiny, please protect me from my enemies
(Pre-Chorus)
You be snitching for the recipe
You be faking for the recipe
You be hatin' on my legacy
You turned to my enemy
You backstabbing for the recipe
Your girl goes down to the melody
You do everything for the
Now you wanna be like me
Now you on the knees for the keys
Blessed me, I ain’t even sneezed
I’m pleased, she got the expertise
Got this MC’S D and she loving it
Steady hunting it, trynna rush some shit
Like bitch hol up, hol up, bitch hold up
Never believed in me
Look how you treated me, repeatedly
How you deleted me but never defeated me
Never could be me, never could see me like stevie
Never could beat me and ride with me cause
(Pre-Chorus)
You be snitching for the recipe
You be faking for the recipe
You be hatin' on my legacy
You turned to my enemy
You backstabbing for the recipe
Your girl goes down to the melody
You do everything for the