Kodak Black — The Recipe

[Intro] Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor Y'all don’t know the recipe, how I'm so saucy I be saucin' on these bitches, I'm so smooth Oh, I got so much rhythm I'm so saucy [Chorus] Y'all don’t know the recipe, how I'm so saucy They still tryna figure how I put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor Y'all don't know the recipe, how I'm so saucy They still tryna figure how to put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor [Verse 1] My tongue so powerful I'm killin' 'em with words But my gun be still on me while I'm layin' down a verse Don't know if I love this mansion or I'd rather be on the curb Everybody keep bitin' me, they gettin' on my nerves They lovin' my flavor, it’s delicioso I hope you love me even though you barely see me no mo' I don't need ya beggin' me and eatin' my dough So if you text me, I don't reply, I'm probably leavin' my show And I don't even drink no lean and sippin' codeine no mo' Nowadays I just be mixin' coffee with the cocoa Ayy, you can't drop my style, got a whole 'nother flow While you swimmin' in the money, I just row, row ya boat [Chorus] Y'all don't know the recipe, how I'm so saucy They still tryna figure how to put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor Y'all don't know the recipe, how I’m so saucy They still tryna figure how to put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor [Verse 2] Swimmin' in the money, I'm a fisherman Everybody tryna run off with my gingerbread Niggas say we cousins, I don't even be knowin' them Yeah, I tried out ya sauce but you got too much sodium Got too much sauce, no goulash In Pluto, smokin' moonrock Red beam on ya nose like Rudolph Ayy, you should come try my food out I don't make no love when I be fuckin' I don't even take my shoes off And with that tool I'ma fool, I knock a nigga screws out She wanna have my baby, yo' ol' lady love my drip 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 [Chorus] Y'all don't know the recipe, how I'm so saucy They still tryna figure how to put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor Y'all don't know the recipe, how I'm so saucy They still tryna figure how to put 'em in a coffin They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor Swimmin' in the money, I done turned into a sailor