[Chorus: Rokky]

In the kitchen cooking, got my Ramsay, I ain't Gordon

And I’m so deep in your bitch, I might just fuck 'round, put my balls in

Yeah, they're talking and talking, we can’t beef, you'd feel important

(A little nigga like you)

We can't beef, you'd feel important

[Verse 1: Maroc]

Look, my trap line's active (24/7)

Connect to the plug, let's get shit popping (Let's go)

That's a one two step, drip on spill, my don’s all country bopping

I could do it on my ones like Batman

I’m a trap man, I ain't into the robbing

And the plug loves me ’cause I come correct

If I see feds, no, I ain't stopping (No)

Ammi, Cali, big boxes no likkle man baggies

And my CD's dem too scatty

Oh wait, shit, did I mean trappy (Trappy)

'010 I push bricks in cabbies

I take her shopping to keep her happy (Keep her happy)

And it’s hashtag Bolt with the way that they run

(Come like professional athletes)

[Chorus: Rokky]

In the kitchen cooking, got my Ramsay, I ain't Gordon

And I'm so deep in your bitch, I might just fuck 'round, put my balls in

Yeah, they're talking and talking

We can't beef, you'd feel important

(A little nigga like you)

We can't beef, you'd feel important

[Verse 2: Blaze]

I put the T in trap

I put the **** in raps

Give it to the young G's to push in flats

If we see opps, no combat

Stick it in, twist and I'm gone fam

If you got beef with my team then we're on man

Jump out, have 'em saying "You got the wrong man" (It weren't me)

You don't wanna see us riding 'round in your bits

They see my jewels and they're pissed

Free aim, I don't need no assist (Baow)

Got your gyally up on my list and when she wants it, I won't resist (Come on babe)

Don't hate 'cause I'm doing so well

Bro's got that pump like he works for Shell

Fly that drone, I'ma get intel

I'm beefing with pagans that can't even spell

[Chorus: Rokky]

In the kitchen cooking, got my Ramsay, I ain't Gordon

And I'm so deep in your bitch, I might just fuck 'round, put my balls in

Yeah, they're talking and talking

We can't beef, you'd feel important

(A little nigga like you)

We can't beef, you'd feel important

[Verse 3: Rokky]

Gyally know how I like it

Wiggle and whine it

Push it and grind it (Push it and grind)

Nearly bruk her back up on my ting

Come like she must do horseback riding

I put D in her M, man's sliding

AM to PM, still grinding

I don't know why these opp boys are typing, they're lying

I trap where they chill, where you hiding? (Where you at man?)

I'm at Peter's yard with my bredrin

Straight drop, tryna see the percentage

No Unknown T, it's my unknown G

See a opp boy, dig it and bend it

Bro's got light and dark like a penguin

Me, I got white and she shine like a peng ting

I ain't smacking down raw, this ain't wrestling

Dish it at the fiends, come back like my ex ting (Ayy)

(I don't know why they talk online but they wanna send threats on me)

When we catch 'em offline, I was TY

Now they wanna dead this beef

Akh said "Fuck all the draw outs B"

Go on and go on and get this P (Ayy)

But bro wants to ride so there I'm on the glide

Man's there on the passenger seat

[Chorus: Rokky]

In the kitchen cooking, got my Ramsay, I ain't Gordon

And I'm so deep in your bitch, I might just fuck 'round, put my balls in

Yeah, they're talking and talking

We can't beef, you'd feel important

(A little nigga like you)

We can't beef, you'd feel important