The Secret Recipe (Explicit)
[00:00.00]The Secret Recipe (Explicit) - Lil Yachty/J. Cole
[00:00.52]Lyrics by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
[00:01.05]Composed by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
[00:01.57]Produced by:Lil Yachty
[00:02.10]Yeah
[00:06.54]Allegedly they figured out that I'm the secret recipe
[00:10.77]The baddest h*es gon' test the E then blame the high for wantin' sex
[00:14.13]I never wanted peace f**k all the opps I support Malcolm X
[00:17.40]The stack of chains is just a front
[00:19.32]Overtaxed and underwhelming your jeweler pulled a major stunt
[00:22.56]I don't smoke w**d already blunt all of my cars I had to hunt
[00:25.71]My doggy young as hell but still'll step we call him baby runt
[00:29.01]Like window shoppers I see through every front
[00:31.26]I speak on what I need I foresee everything I want
[00:34.11]I block out anything I hate and still the too unpaid
[00:37.50]The notice went unseen the tenants too relaxed
[00:39.93]The standards have collapsed they wrote me in with lames
[00:42.45]They treat me like I'm them they hate I overcome
[00:44.85]Refuse to pat my back refuse to shake my hand
[00:47.58]Refuse to give me props when I am not around
[00:49.95]Refuse to act like I ain't shift the sound like I ain't push the culture
[00:53.31]Like several vultures they come after me
[00:56.70]Like several vultures they come after me still I keep it P
[01:00.15]Yeah we still digress and I'm playin' checkers I ain't playin' chess
[01:03.78]'Cause I don't go 'round on niggas we go over niggas
[01:06.30]I'll show you niggas I'm personally nothin' like ya and I ain't never liked ya
[01:10.35]I'm rich as hell I'd never fight you I'll have somebody snipe you
[01:13.65]My doggy lucky on the edge holdin' on by a thread
[01:17.55]Just like a kite and with it cost a price
[01:20.85]And even if it did it always be right just like I'm Bob Barker
[01:26.49]When I speak pay attention go over my words like highlight markers
[01:30.75]The only celebrity crush is Nikki Parker
[01:33.36]They said I got a type said all my h*es
[01:35.82]They look the same they said they look too light
[01:38.46]Peep my cup betcha couldn't tell that it was Sprite
[01:41.52]I give a f**k about her face she walkin' with a back-ski I'ma strike
[01:46.26]For real
[01:47.31]Yeah
[01:48.06]I'ma strike
[01:49.50]It's us
[01:51.51]I'ma strike uh
[01:53.37]Cole and Yachty comin' for they respect come and pay your debt
[01:56.82]Just like a travel pillow we at your neck for the way you slept
[02:00.09]This nuance but I see hella influence in the way you dress
[02:03.42]The way you sound the way you try to move
[02:05.61]You try to stay abreast on all the latest flows
[02:07.95]And the latest tones from Generation X
[02:10.11]Y'all chase irrelevance it's evidenced by the way you step
[02:13.47]As for me I cook so masterfully ain't gotta pay a chef
[02:16.74]I'm older now but still I'm cuttin' edge just like a bayonet
[02:20.01]From out the 'Ville we ocean certified
[02:22.29]You gotta wear your vest too many homicides
[02:24.60]A lotta slidin' they good at makin' decks
[02:26.82]Thanks to God I made it out the city most would say I'm blessed
[02:30.00]My greatest flex is that I made a milli' feel like I'm Bangladesh
[02:33.33]I hate the press refuse the interviews whenever they request
[02:36.81]Niggas fake progressive and woke I started sayin' less
[02:39.99]I had to stop it peeped how they profit off of racial stress
[02:43.35]Some activists got so rich they prolly wish we stay oppressed
[02:46.80]Studio steppers movin' extra on songs fakin' rep
[02:50.10]Only breakin' bad in the lab thought y'all was makin' meth
[02:53.49]Niggas makin' threats and I laugh that's 'cause you ain't a threat
[02:56.76]Don't ask how I feel 'bout no rappers s**t they okay I guess
[03:00.51]Incomin' call press the button the one that say accept
[03:03.51]He FaceTime to ask for a feature and saw the face of death
[03:06.69]I'm on your song your streams goin' up not quite the Drake effect
[03:10.02]But don't complain b***h take what you get and cut the label check
[03:13.23]My table set I dine on your favorite one verse'll take his breath
[03:16.71]I prolly put more niggas on pause then Cam and Mason Beth
[03:20.07]My agent get a whole lotta calls it's like he paid the ref
[03:23.55]These b***hes out here lookin' like Steph on the late contest
[03:26.79]Wide open shootin' they shot don't even waste your breath
[03:30.03]I been stop f**kin' you thots ain't got no patience left
[03:33.39]Save that s**t for one of them niggas that rock the fake Pateks
[03:36.66]My paper stretched just like a Laker before he break a sweat
[03:41.19]Signed the greatest yet
[00:00.52]Lyrics by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
[00:01.05]Composed by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
[00:01.57]Produced by:Lil Yachty
[00:02.10]Yeah
[00:06.54]Allegedly they figured out that I'm the secret recipe
[00:10.77]The baddest h*es gon' test the E then blame the high for wantin' sex
[00:14.13]I never wanted peace f**k all the opps I support Malcolm X
[00:17.40]The stack of chains is just a front
[00:19.32]Overtaxed and underwhelming your jeweler pulled a major stunt
[00:22.56]I don't smoke w**d already blunt all of my cars I had to hunt
[00:25.71]My doggy young as hell but still'll step we call him baby runt
[00:29.01]Like window shoppers I see through every front
[00:31.26]I speak on what I need I foresee everything I want
[00:34.11]I block out anything I hate and still the too unpaid
[00:37.50]The notice went unseen the tenants too relaxed
[00:39.93]The standards have collapsed they wrote me in with lames
[00:42.45]They treat me like I'm them they hate I overcome
[00:44.85]Refuse to pat my back refuse to shake my hand
[00:47.58]Refuse to give me props when I am not around
[00:49.95]Refuse to act like I ain't shift the sound like I ain't push the culture
[00:53.31]Like several vultures they come after me
[00:56.70]Like several vultures they come after me still I keep it P
[01:00.15]Yeah we still digress and I'm playin' checkers I ain't playin' chess
[01:03.78]'Cause I don't go 'round on niggas we go over niggas
[01:06.30]I'll show you niggas I'm personally nothin' like ya and I ain't never liked ya
[01:10.35]I'm rich as hell I'd never fight you I'll have somebody snipe you
[01:13.65]My doggy lucky on the edge holdin' on by a thread
[01:17.55]Just like a kite and with it cost a price
[01:20.85]And even if it did it always be right just like I'm Bob Barker
[01:26.49]When I speak pay attention go over my words like highlight markers
[01:30.75]The only celebrity crush is Nikki Parker
[01:33.36]They said I got a type said all my h*es
[01:35.82]They look the same they said they look too light
[01:38.46]Peep my cup betcha couldn't tell that it was Sprite
[01:41.52]I give a f**k about her face she walkin' with a back-ski I'ma strike
[01:46.26]For real
[01:47.31]Yeah
[01:48.06]I'ma strike
[01:49.50]It's us
[01:51.51]I'ma strike uh
[01:53.37]Cole and Yachty comin' for they respect come and pay your debt
[01:56.82]Just like a travel pillow we at your neck for the way you slept
[02:00.09]This nuance but I see hella influence in the way you dress
[02:03.42]The way you sound the way you try to move
[02:05.61]You try to stay abreast on all the latest flows
[02:07.95]And the latest tones from Generation X
[02:10.11]Y'all chase irrelevance it's evidenced by the way you step
[02:13.47]As for me I cook so masterfully ain't gotta pay a chef
[02:16.74]I'm older now but still I'm cuttin' edge just like a bayonet
[02:20.01]From out the 'Ville we ocean certified
[02:22.29]You gotta wear your vest too many homicides
[02:24.60]A lotta slidin' they good at makin' decks
[02:26.82]Thanks to God I made it out the city most would say I'm blessed
[02:30.00]My greatest flex is that I made a milli' feel like I'm Bangladesh
[02:33.33]I hate the press refuse the interviews whenever they request
[02:36.81]Niggas fake progressive and woke I started sayin' less
[02:39.99]I had to stop it peeped how they profit off of racial stress
[02:43.35]Some activists got so rich they prolly wish we stay oppressed
[02:46.80]Studio steppers movin' extra on songs fakin' rep
[02:50.10]Only breakin' bad in the lab thought y'all was makin' meth
[02:53.49]Niggas makin' threats and I laugh that's 'cause you ain't a threat
[02:56.76]Don't ask how I feel 'bout no rappers s**t they okay I guess
[03:00.51]Incomin' call press the button the one that say accept
[03:03.51]He FaceTime to ask for a feature and saw the face of death
[03:06.69]I'm on your song your streams goin' up not quite the Drake effect
[03:10.02]But don't complain b***h take what you get and cut the label check
[03:13.23]My table set I dine on your favorite one verse'll take his breath
[03:16.71]I prolly put more niggas on pause then Cam and Mason Beth
[03:20.07]My agent get a whole lotta calls it's like he paid the ref
[03:23.55]These b***hes out here lookin' like Steph on the late contest
[03:26.79]Wide open shootin' they shot don't even waste your breath
[03:30.03]I been stop f**kin' you thots ain't got no patience left
[03:33.39]Save that s**t for one of them niggas that rock the fake Pateks
[03:36.66]My paper stretched just like a Laker before he break a sweat
[03:41.19]Signed the greatest yet
The Secret Recipe (Explicit) - Lil Yachty/J. Cole
Lyrics by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
Composed by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
Produced by:Lil Yachty
Yeah
Allegedly they figured out that I'm the secret recipe
The baddest h*es gon' test the E then blame the high for wantin' sex
I never wanted peace f**k all the opps I support Malcolm X
The stack of chains is just a front
Overtaxed and underwhelming your jeweler pulled a major stunt
I don't smoke w**d already blunt all of my cars I had to hunt
My doggy young as hell but still'll step we call him baby runt
Like window shoppers I see through every front
I speak on what I need I foresee everything I want
I block out anything I hate and still the too unpaid
The notice went unseen the tenants too relaxed
The standards have collapsed they wrote me in with lames
They treat me like I'm them they hate I overcome
Refuse to pat my back refuse to shake my hand
Refuse to give me props when I am not around
Refuse to act like I ain't shift the sound like I ain't push the culture
Like several vultures they come after me
Like several vultures they come after me still I keep it P
Yeah we still digress and I'm playin' checkers I ain't playin' chess
'Cause I don't go 'round on niggas we go over niggas
I'll show you niggas I'm personally nothin' like ya and I ain't never liked ya
I'm rich as hell I'd never fight you I'll have somebody snipe you
My doggy lucky on the edge holdin' on by a thread
Just like a kite and with it cost a price
And even if it did it always be right just like I'm Bob Barker
When I speak pay attention go over my words like highlight markers
The only celebrity crush is Nikki Parker
They said I got a type said all my h*es
They look the same they said they look too light
Peep my cup betcha couldn't tell that it was Sprite
I give a f**k about her face she walkin' with a back-ski I'ma strike
For real
Yeah
I'ma strike
It's us
I'ma strike uh
Cole and Yachty comin' for they respect come and pay your debt
Just like a travel pillow we at your neck for the way you slept
This nuance but I see hella influence in the way you dress
The way you sound the way you try to move
You try to stay abreast on all the latest flows
And the latest tones from Generation X
Y'all chase irrelevance it's evidenced by the way you step
As for me I cook so masterfully ain't gotta pay a chef
I'm older now but still I'm cuttin' edge just like a bayonet
From out the 'Ville we ocean certified
You gotta wear your vest too many homicides
A lotta slidin' they good at makin' decks
Thanks to God I made it out the city most would say I'm blessed
My greatest flex is that I made a milli' feel like I'm Bangladesh
I hate the press refuse the interviews whenever they request
Niggas fake progressive and woke I started sayin' less
I had to stop it peeped how they profit off of racial stress
Some activists got so rich they prolly wish we stay oppressed
Studio steppers movin' extra on songs fakin' rep
Only breakin' bad in the lab thought y'all was makin' meth
Niggas makin' threats and I laugh that's 'cause you ain't a threat
Don't ask how I feel 'bout no rappers s**t they okay I guess
Incomin' call press the button the one that say accept
He FaceTime to ask for a feature and saw the face of death
I'm on your song your streams goin' up not quite the Drake effect
But don't complain b***h take what you get and cut the label check
My table set I dine on your favorite one verse'll take his breath
I prolly put more niggas on pause then Cam and Mason Beth
My agent get a whole lotta calls it's like he paid the ref
These b***hes out here lookin' like Steph on the late contest
Wide open shootin' they shot don't even waste your breath
I been stop f**kin' you thots ain't got no patience left
Save that s**t for one of them niggas that rock the fake Pateks
My paper stretched just like a Laker before he break a sweat
Signed the greatest yet
Lyrics by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
Composed by:Jermaine Lamarr Cole/Miles Parks McCollum
Produced by:Lil Yachty
Yeah
Allegedly they figured out that I'm the secret recipe
The baddest h*es gon' test the E then blame the high for wantin' sex
I never wanted peace f**k all the opps I support Malcolm X
The stack of chains is just a front
Overtaxed and underwhelming your jeweler pulled a major stunt
I don't smoke w**d already blunt all of my cars I had to hunt
My doggy young as hell but still'll step we call him baby runt
Like window shoppers I see through every front
I speak on what I need I foresee everything I want
I block out anything I hate and still the too unpaid
The notice went unseen the tenants too relaxed
The standards have collapsed they wrote me in with lames
They treat me like I'm them they hate I overcome
Refuse to pat my back refuse to shake my hand
Refuse to give me props when I am not around
Refuse to act like I ain't shift the sound like I ain't push the culture
Like several vultures they come after me
Like several vultures they come after me still I keep it P
Yeah we still digress and I'm playin' checkers I ain't playin' chess
'Cause I don't go 'round on niggas we go over niggas
I'll show you niggas I'm personally nothin' like ya and I ain't never liked ya
I'm rich as hell I'd never fight you I'll have somebody snipe you
My doggy lucky on the edge holdin' on by a thread
Just like a kite and with it cost a price
And even if it did it always be right just like I'm Bob Barker
When I speak pay attention go over my words like highlight markers
The only celebrity crush is Nikki Parker
They said I got a type said all my h*es
They look the same they said they look too light
Peep my cup betcha couldn't tell that it was Sprite
I give a f**k about her face she walkin' with a back-ski I'ma strike
For real
Yeah
I'ma strike
It's us
I'ma strike uh
Cole and Yachty comin' for they respect come and pay your debt
Just like a travel pillow we at your neck for the way you slept
This nuance but I see hella influence in the way you dress
The way you sound the way you try to move
You try to stay abreast on all the latest flows
And the latest tones from Generation X
Y'all chase irrelevance it's evidenced by the way you step
As for me I cook so masterfully ain't gotta pay a chef
I'm older now but still I'm cuttin' edge just like a bayonet
From out the 'Ville we ocean certified
You gotta wear your vest too many homicides
A lotta slidin' they good at makin' decks
Thanks to God I made it out the city most would say I'm blessed
My greatest flex is that I made a milli' feel like I'm Bangladesh
I hate the press refuse the interviews whenever they request
Niggas fake progressive and woke I started sayin' less
I had to stop it peeped how they profit off of racial stress
Some activists got so rich they prolly wish we stay oppressed
Studio steppers movin' extra on songs fakin' rep
Only breakin' bad in the lab thought y'all was makin' meth
Niggas makin' threats and I laugh that's 'cause you ain't a threat
Don't ask how I feel 'bout no rappers s**t they okay I guess
Incomin' call press the button the one that say accept
He FaceTime to ask for a feature and saw the face of death
I'm on your song your streams goin' up not quite the Drake effect
But don't complain b***h take what you get and cut the label check
My table set I dine on your favorite one verse'll take his breath
I prolly put more niggas on pause then Cam and Mason Beth
My agent get a whole lotta calls it's like he paid the ref
These b***hes out here lookin' like Steph on the late contest
Wide open shootin' they shot don't even waste your breath
I been stop f**kin' you thots ain't got no patience left
Save that s**t for one of them niggas that rock the fake Pateks
My paper stretched just like a Laker before he break a sweat
Signed the greatest yet