Young Scooter - Intro (The Recipe) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah You already know this that Yung Lan on the track Motherf**in' count music I ain't gon' keep tellin' n***as You hear me, get your calculator [Verse] Count music, n***a, get your forks, boy Get your stainless steel pot and a brick, boy It's time to go back to the basics, n***as snitchin', boy If you a hustler, cook your own dope in that kitchen, boy I bounced back like cooked crack, got these rapers jealous These n***as get the big head like they forgot who helped 'em Dirty money, legal money, don't put it together Bird call, yeah, them birds fly in any weather Rest in peace to Lo, king of Bankhead I'm the Jugg King, I got real bread Seventeen-five, b**h I still got 'em I remixed 'em half-and-half and I ain't even dry 'em I got chickens, I got chickens, every day I fry 'em All the f** n***as livin', real n***as dyin' Trump crazy, he just pa**ed a law for dick-ridin' Human calculator, Scooter always multiplyin' I know so much about the street, n***a I know like fifty ways to eat, n***a I'll get you whacked, I ain't gon' beef with you Fifty to a hundred bands a week, n***a Count up