BBMojo - Michelin Star Recipe Lyrics

(What, What)
(What, What)
You ain't got the Michelin Star recipe, hah

In the studio cookin' up heat
On YouTube lookin' for a beat
This one here might be it
This one here might be it
Why you tryna copy my steez
You know you ain't fly like me
You know you ain't the guy like me
You ain't got the Michelin star recipe yeah, hah

Look, young boy stunna
Keep it a hunna, or keep it 300
Like this is Sparta
Terrorize the track like I'm Osama
Your girl said I'm smooth like cocoa butter
Flow too sick, cough and splutter
Real Don Dada, she call me father
She all inked out, won't wear no rubber
No baby mama, I don't need no drama

Man, I'm back in the light
100 racks on my mind
Fully packed for the flight
And it's straight to Dubai (bye, bye)
I pull up, I drip down
I'm spittin' with both of my brothers
Heat for the summer
No time for cuddles, I'm leavin' them puzzled
Piece it together, I'm ghostin', I'm runnin' away
Runnin' it back to my place
Turnin' shit up with the sheikhs
We gettin' lit
Feelin' the mojo
EasE and Nish
Que Mira bobo
Spendin' for kicks
Payin' with dojo
Can't be stoppin' this shit
Till we get you
B.B. leavin' this
B.B. leavin' this

Got that strong brew swillin
Bout to die-hard way I'm gettin' me a killin'
Uni degrees got the whole crew chillin'
Small few livin', rest just existin'
Uh
They ain't grindin' for the millions like we do (like we do)
They ain't grindin' for the millions like me, ooh (ooh)

In the studio cookin' up heat
On YouTube lookin' for a beat
This one here might be it
This one here might be it
Why you tryna copy my steez
You know you ain't fly like me
You know you ain't the guy like me
You ain't got the Michelin Star recipe (what, what)
You ain't got the Michelin Star recipe yeah, hah

Don't use protection
Plan B, my plan A
Think she's the one, no time for a baby
I'll let you know when to C me
Providing the D, supplying the E
Givin' my deets and I ain't on F
Private room with my G's at the party scene
I'm barely seen
Focusin' up, ain't focused on love
Chasin' the dough, ain't chasin' a hoe
I'm the top scorer, got more than a couple of goals
Steppin to us, you really wanna test me
Make it a disaster for you
We got the recipe (yeah we got the recipe)

(What, what)

In the studio cookin' up heat
On YouTube lookin' for a beat
This one here might be it
This one here might be it
Why you tryna copy my steez
You know you ain't fly like me
You know you ain't the guy like me
You ain't got the Michelin Star recipe
You ain't got the Michelin Star recipe yeah, hah
(What, what)