The Secret Recipe Lyrics – Lil Yachty (feat. J. Cole)

The Secret Recipe Song by Lil Yachty: “‎The Secret Recipe” is a Brand New English Song, sung by Lil Yachty and J. Cole. The Secret Recipe song lyrics were penned by Lil Yachty, J. Cole, and Reginald D. Griffin, and the music was produced by Rawbone, 98K, and Lil Yachty.

Lil Yachty – The Secret Recipe Lyrics

Yeah

Allegedly, They Figured Out That I’m The Secret Recipe
The Baddest Hoes Gon’ Test The E, Then Blame The High For Wantin’ S*x
I Never Wanted Peace, Fu*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 Weed, 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 Hardest, Still 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 Overcame
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, Ain’t Come After Me
Like Several Vultures, Ain’t 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 N!ggas, We Go Over N!ggas

         

I’ll Show You N!ggas, I’m Personally Nothin’ Like Ya And Plus I 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, It Wouldn’t 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
My Only Celebrity Crush Is Nikki Parker
They Said I Got A Type, Said All My Hoes,
They Look The Same, They Said They Look Too Light

Peep My Cup, Betcha Couldn’t Tell That It Was Sprite
I Give A Fu*k About Her Face, She Walkin’ With A Bamski, 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 Next

Y’all Chasing Relevance, 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, I’m Like A Bayonet
From Out The ‘ville, We Osha 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, Refusin’ Interviews Whenever They Request
N!ggas 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
N!ggas Makin’ Threats And I Laugh, That’s ’cause You Ain’t A Threat
Don’t Ask How I Feel ’bout No Rappers, Shit, 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!tch, 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 N!ggas On Pause Than Cam And Mason Beth
My Agent Get A Whole Lotta Calls, It’s Like He Paid The Ref
These B!tches Out Here Lookin’ Like Steph On The Late Contest

Wide Open, Shootin’ They Shot, Don’t Even Waste Your Breath
I Been Stop Fu*kin’ You Thots, Ain’t Got No Patience Left
Save That Shit For One Of Them N!ggas That Rock The Fake Pateks
My Paper Stretched Just Like A Laker Before He Break A Sweat
Signed, The Greatest Yet

The Secret Recipe Song Info:

Song: The Secret Recipe
Band/Singer: Lil Yachty & J. Cole
Lead Vocals: Lil Yachty & J. Cole
Written By: Lil Yachty, J. Cole & Reginald D. Griffin
Music Produced By: Rawbone, 98K & Lil Yachty
Music Label: Quality Control & Motown Records
Featuring Artist: J. Cole
Release Date: September 28, 2023

The Secret Recipe Music Video