Recipe - A-Park

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