Recipe

Now I can't let u get the best of me
 I catch u staring, what is u doing
 R u undressing me
 Some good weed and u
 Some dancehall and u
 Is all I need
 Now that's the recipe
 I feel just like a king, Lebron James when u next to me
 U my right hand lady keep my drink on the left of me
 Ya, if u fall I pick u up
 If u horny mop it up, make some classy porno straight out the seventies
 She rides till we finish gal ya pussy be so heavenly
 The cherry on top she like there don't stop and I don't
 Never up on IG
 Hoes hate on IG
 Brand new rings n brand new cars
 This new coupe should get u far
 U can barely understand cuz I'm so high I'm eating stars
 What I'm saying is
 I wanna be your Uncle Phil you my Aunt Vivian
 Drink that water till u pass out
 U into that? Than what the dealy then
 I got the recipe
 I just need u next to me
 U got the best of me
 Why u always stressin me
 My last chick a big bird, she from Sesame
 My new girl a dessert, perfect recipe
 Pain from ya past, I know you can feel it
 Play your cards right and let me deal wit it
 Remedies like hitting northern lights
 Celebrate at the rave
 Then fuck all night
 Tell me how can we lose
 I'm too into you
 And you give me good job
 No interview
 Commit a sin or two
 In the Bentley coupe
 Always connect the good vibes like a interlude
 That's the recipe
 Don't do me foul like a referee
 I'm the wood, you a flame we a fire
 Pilot to ya plane, take me higher
 The problem is I can't always be next to you
 And at times, I may forget a text or two
 Smoking on these vegetables
 Could make ya boy forgetful
 Situations stressful
 Regretful, resentful
 Oh now u wanna get high wit me
 Oh now u wanna ride wit a G
 U swore u was the best
 But u made my life a mess
 I'm puttin it together
 Wit someone who's way better
 Everything on private cuz u stalking all my shit
 Im on that walk it talk it shit
 Thought you was Sade but u more Alize
 Thought u was the one but u was just another one
 N that's word to DJ Khalid bitch u was never valid
 Gotta valet the whip when I pull up to the palace
 Gotta get all this cabbage cuz I got expensive habits
 Smoking weed by the oz keep my mind clear of fake folk
 U missin all this dick cuz it put ur ass to sleep like u chugging dayquil
 Sweet revenge is doing good, I'm loving all this maple
 U sent a couple emails tryna get back, I ain't able
 I made a couple upgrades you still look like basic cable
 I'm smoking wit my niggas plotting on the next endeavors
 Scheming on a come up thinking bout bitches, whatever
 When I start to think, the thing bout bitches is this
 Niggas fucking what they can n bitches always choose they dick
 I got the recipe
 I just need u next to me
 U got the best of me
 Why u always stressin me
 My last chick a big bird, she from Sesame
 My new girl a dessert, perfect recipe
 Pain from ya past, I know you can feel it
 Play your cards right and let me deal wit it
 Remedies like hitting northern lights
 Celebrate at the rave
 Then fuck all night
 Tell me how can we lose
 I'm too into you
 And you give me good job
 No interview
 Commit a sin or two
 In the Bentley coupe
 Always connect the good vibes like a interlude
 That's the recipe
 Don't do me foul like a referee
 I'm the wood, you a flame we a fire
 Pilot to ya plane, take me higher