Recipe

Nadia Rose

Glock in da sock
It ring like, "Hello"
Got da connect
Pull strings like cello
One in ya head
Dat make you shake like Jello
One for your dome, one for your cone, Cornetto

Get da bricks now leggo
N. Rose, not petal
Price up now, petrol
Sekkle down I got the (gas)
Ice n bezzles
Bring heat like kettles
Get high, stiletto
And we ain't coming down
Glock in the shoe
It ring like, "Wap'm?"
In ya head get box like
Juice in cartons
Dat get ya noodle cooked
That's ramen
Dat make ya body dance
Look like Carlton

Glock in my jeans
Das da oh-seven-nine-four-five
I give it to you nice
Dis ain't overpriced
Give it to you twice
If ya lucky, it's thrice
One in ya nugget
It don't come with fries
Hypnotized
One inna ya head
Like dreams
When you kip tonight
Double tapping on the
Dis ain't Insta likes

Uh, premeditated
Or improvised
I get it done
I never give 'em leeway
That's Chun
Kick back but da back way too 'trong
Get da right hook 'til ya looking wrong
I bring heat like dis beat dat I'm

Cheffin' up
Hot it up
When they see me
Tortilla, it's a wrap
Dem gyal deh wan' ramp
Could never dat
Nuttin' fun, thunder
I mek it clap

Connect that 5G
Fi pree me
Whip it up
'Cah I got the recipe
Hot spice
Dis a hundred degrees
They want beef
'Cah I got the recipe

Glock in the pouch
It came out the coach
Put ya addy in the satty
Now we en route
You gettin' fucked in the house
I come through unannounced
Bukake, me too
I'm 'bout to buss in ya mouth, ugh

Nasty widdit
I make it buss don't have to ask who did it
Chef it up to top it off a likkle parsley in it
You smoking loud but we can hardly hear it
You said it's smoke but it weren't hard to clear it, ha

Glock or a MAC
One in ya bun McDees
Put ya pic on a T-shirt
It don't come with cheese
Ting on my waist
Tickle my clit, what a tease
Got a itch on my trigger finger it comes with fleas

Scratch card couldn't bring you no luck
Chef it up with virgin olive oil, giving no fucks
I mash work it goes smooth wid no lumps
Have these bitches for lunch
Like dis beat dat I'm

Cheffin' up
Hot it up
When they see me
Tortilla, it's a wrap
Dem gyal deh wan' ramp
Could never dat
Nuttin' fun, thunder
I mek it clap

Connect that 5G
Fi pree me
Whip it up
'Cah I got the recipe
Hot spice
Dis a hundred degrees
They want beef
'Cah I got the recipe

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