lirik lagu recipe – datrix
[intro: datrix]
(yo ex, i like this one) n*gga, i made this song when i was sick, but now we re*recording it and sh*t
yuh, aye, yuh, aye (uh*huh)
yuh, aye, yuh, aye (uh*huh)
(uh*huh)
[chorus: datrix]
i*i can’t see sh*t through these cartier lens, but i know there’s a b*tch n*gga standing in front of me (on god)
day after day, i be settin’ these trends, watch these n*ggas be clonin’, i swear they a son to me
you’re dead to me
cook up the dope in the trap, what’s the recipe
lock up your spot like a f*ckin’ vasectomy (yuh)
[verse 1: datrix]
(let’s go, lеt’s go)
i might just chop up your body into three different sections
hit up thе plug, i got too many phones, that’s one for the hoes and many connections
my bullets will eat you alive, keep .30 on my side, my shooters not missin’ inspection (real)
walk a n*gga straight down, don’t make a sound, voted off like it’s an election (straight up, uh*huh)
yo’ b*tch in love with my fragrance (on god)
self*made it, but n*ggas hatin’
empty the clip and record it, x*rated
shot up a movie with your b*tch, i’m the favorite (favorite)
one perc’, two perc’, this is the matrix (let’s go)
she stalkin’ my page, how she know my name datrix? (how the f*ck?)
n*ggas be switchin’, i got no relations
i’m wearing’ off*white, but i’m not even racist
[chorus: datrix]
i can’t see sh*t through these cartier lens, but i know there’s a b*tch n*gga standing in front of me (ha, b*tch!)
day after day, i be settin’ these trends, watch these n*ggas be clonin’ i swear they a son to me
you’re dead to me
cook up the dope in the trap, what’s the recipe
lock up your spot like a f*ckin’ vasectomy (yuh)
[post chorus: datrix]
uppin’ the score on these muhf*ckin’ enemies
(uppin’ the score on these muhf*ckin’ enemies)
[verse 2: keithonn]
focused on money, i’m linin’ my pockets (guala)
stayin’ broke to me is just not an option (nope)
i’m passin’ your b*tch like i am stockton
then pick up her friend like she some cotton
runnin’ and duckin’ like we playin’ tag
get off my d*ck and get to the bag
you n*ggas too foul, i’m throwin’ the flag
she said it’s too big, but i let her gag (what)
n*n*ggas can’t rap, this sh*t is a tragedy (d*mn)
you say that your better, but sh*t is just blasphemy
your girl is attracted just like a magnet
said that i want her, but i was just acting
in love with the foreign, so i learned latin (bill nye)
your girl in my crib, so you know that i’m clappin’
k!llin’ the p*ssy like i was a manson
[chorus: datrix]
i can’t see sh*t through these cartier lens, but i know there’s a b*tch n*gga standing in front of me (on god)
day after day, i be settin’ these trends, watch these n*ggas be clonin’ i swear they a son to me
you’re dead to me
cook up the dope in the trap, what’s the recipe
lock up your spot like a f*ckin’ vasectomy (yuh)
[outro: datrix]
uppin’ the score on these muhf*ckin’
uppin’ the score on the muhf*ckin’ enimies
lock up your spot like a f*ckin’ vasectomy, uh
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