The Recipe - Kodak Black

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

Y’all don’t know the recipe, I’m so saucy

I be saucin' on these bitches, I’m so smooth

Oh, I got so much rythm

I’m so saucy

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

My tongue be so powerful I’m killing y’all with words

But my gun be still on me while I’m laying down a verse

Don’t know if I love the mansion, no, I’d rather be on the curb

Everybody keep bitin' me, gettin' on my nerves

They love my flavor, it’s delicioso

I hope you love me even though you barely see me no mo'

I don’t need need you beggin' me and eatin' my dough

So if you text me and I don’t reply I’m probably leaving my show

I don’t drink no lean, ain’t sippin' codeine no mo'

Nowadays I just be mixing coffee with the cocoa

Aye, you can’t drop my style, got a whole 'nother flow (What)

Swimming in the money, I just row, row, your boat

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

You’re swimming in the money, I’m a fisher net

Everybody tryna run off with my gingerette

Niggas say we cousins, I don’t even be knowing them

Yeah, I tried out your sauce, but you got too much sodium

Got too much sauce, no Goulash

In Pluto smokin' moon rock

Red bean on your nose like Rudolph

Aye, you should come try my food out

I don’t make no love, when I be fucking I don’t even take my shoes off

And with that tool I’ma fool, I knock a niggas screws out

She wanna have my baby, your lady love my drill

Even my diamonds drippin' (Wet)

Baby girl, don’t slip

Appreciate the fan love and all of the support

They always keep me, so next time I just ain’t going to court

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna figure out, put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor

Y’all don’t know the recipe I’m so saucy

They still tryna feel it, I put 'em in a coffin

They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor

Swimming in the money, now I’ve turned into a sailor