[Intro: Shawty Lo]
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Shit ain't nothin' to me, man
Ayy, ayy (Yeah, let's go)

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]
[?] in the kitchen with them pies
And I'm whipping up a dope boy not
And the white boy [?]
ATL, tryna run up in my spot

[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]
[?]
Everybody need work, and it's real dry
N***a, I supply
Got the guys
It's a week until you get on a whole pie
[?] 25
[?] 25
Catch me last week, and then 29
I gotta have mine
Off the tip top
Take the 9 off
And serve the re-rock
You know how we rock
[?]
Working every hour
[?]
Eh, n***a, where's my bitch?
This motherfuckin' kitchen (What?), smelling like fish
[Chorus: Shawty Lo]
[?] in the kitchen with them pies
And I'm whipping up a dope boy not
And the white boy [?]
ATL, tryna run up in my spot
[?] in the kitchen with them pies
And I'm whipping up a dope boy not
And the white boy [?]
ATL, tryna run up in my spot

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Goddamn it, goddamn it, I'm the stone cold truth
Got a panoramic roof, get a bird's eye view
Got a panoramic pot, so I watch the dope lock
Got a dope boy not, [?] drop
I'm a fool with the jewels, got a plug with the fuse
Bird flu, plus my lawyer is a Jew, excuse you
Got a [?] so I stack real lettuce
Call me Ice Berg Slim, but I like romain lettuce (Ah)
Thirty-six O's, [?]
No [?] I'm an ATL [?]
Two-time feelin', got on four ice necklace
Me and Lo [?] let's get it
Zone 6

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]
[?] in the kitchen with them pies
And I'm whipping up a dope boy not
And the white boy [?]
ATL, tryna run up in my spot
[?] in the kitchen with them pies
And I'm whipping up a dope boy not
And the white boy [?]
ATL, tryna run up in my spot