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Recipe 2

by Drego & Beno

on Sorry For The Get Off (2019)

[Chorus: DREGO & BENO]
If it came down to it I pick the money over you
I pick the drugs over you, I pick the plug over you
I'm lying I'm in love with you boo
I fell in love with the game, b*tch fell in love with the food
Imma let her take the bodeine right off the spoon
I then felt so much pain you just can't see the wounds
It's gone hurt for me to leave dawg, but I gotta do it
I put them hittas on yo neck boy just like noose

[VERSE 1]
I would give this b*tch my all dawg but b*tches be choosing
It's ups and downs in this sh*t stack it up just to lose it
Would let you shoot the bag but ion like how you move it
I told the b*tch to throw it back yeah that's how you do it
My slime just bought back we slap 5 to thumb through it
My hitta brazy he come back and say, "That's how you shoot it."
When I sip the high tec yeah it keep me boolin'
I'm tryna dodge the hook while I'm driving I'm coolin'
I mean driving I'm boolin'
Hit the b*tch on Tuesday, I think her name was Ruby
They wanna take these pictures dawg my life like a movie
When that stick get to flashing dawg that sh*t not a movie
Boy you betta move it
Got the automatic vert dawg I feel like Lil Uzi
She say, "I swear I love yo songs man I feel like a groupie!"
We gone hustle winter time, summer time make a movie

[Chorus]
If it came down to it I pick the money over you
I pick the drugs over you, I pick the plug over you
I'm lying I'm in love with you boo
I fell in love with the game, b*tch fell in love with the food
Imma let her take the bodeine right off the spoon
I then felt so much pain you just can't see the wounds
It's gone hurt for me to leave dawg, but I gotta do it
I put them hittas on yo neck boy just like noose

[VERSE 2]
Maaannn! I a crash the whip dawg before I spill the juice
I told her move her hands nah b*tch let me do it
We was skipping in the halls you was a excellent student...
Dawg now you the shooter (now you the shooter)
I just talk what I seen that's how I speak it so fluent
If you slip on the scene you catch a fade like Lil Boosie
I'm in the MMG got his hoes swimming to me
She want me to fly out but I need more than just pus*y

[VERSE 3]
Maaann! When it come down to it, it's bout the bag yeah the pros
Don't trust these b*tch they hoes
Don't let nobody see the load
Don't let nobody in no
Got the money in the floor
Got a 30 in the pole
Hottest songs in the city they ain't booking us for shows
Yeah it's time for us to go
Yeah it's time to hit the road
They don't wanna let us in sh*t it's time to kick the door
(what's wrong)
BOY!