Lyrics

A$AP in the recipe, the recipe in A$AP, them San Francisco spitters, go get us, that's Mo' Chedda
And it's the recipe comin' up out that sucker free
And ain't too many in the game that can see me
Just like they didn't see me in E
But now the time has come, y'all really gots to feel me
Somebody loves you, this is how I vibe
Images in my San Francisco state of mind
And that was in nine-five, and that was in nine-five
Ever since then I've been on this music grind
Come smoke with me, you know the name
All friends in the game, it's real talk, man
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts, these real facts
These real facts, these real facts
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts
These real facts
We switchin' lanes, mane
I'm ridin' big, dawg
I'm makin' noise in these streets like I'm on a hog
Out to get it, I'ma grind till my heart stops
Pushin' hundred-thousand-dollar whips on the block
You sayin' cheese, but I'm gettin' mozzarella
Get this money and see a plan come together
From the Bay to L.A, I'm connected
Your boy Aesop in the game, I'm respected
I step up in the spot and my swagger through the roof
You got your chick choosin, doubtin' if she leave with you
I'm on my Rick Flair comin' off the top rope
It's a rap when I drop it
Yeah, that's all she wrote
International appeal with my passport
That's how I got these haters shook and they outta sorts
In the streets of the city of the sucker-free
Frisco Giants, Aesop, and KB
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
Eager with the ladies, but I'm even better
E-out goin, but I'm on reserve
Either way, like volleyball, you gon' get served
Either way, like volleyball, you gon' get served
King of the West Coast, I feel more veteran
What could be better than them real raps with real slaps
Been bonafide, been certified
Lived my life underneath some pliers for a quarter years, do or die
Always seen the shine at crunch time
Flip them scripts, get them chips
Make music that you won't forget
Heavy in the music game, famous in the chef game
The recipe, the new world order memes
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
Just sit back and relax
We spit facts, these real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
These real facts
Written by: Keith B
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