*phone rings*
(lil young shawty trapstar)-this nigga better pick up the phone mane, im tired of this shit mane, shawty need to pick up the phone dog, i need these verses mane, namtalmbout??

(C.U.R.E.)-hello?
(lil young shawty trapstar)-hey wassup dog this C.U.R.E.?
(C.U.R.E.)yeah yeah this me
(lil young shawty trapstar) hey whats goin on mane? my name is lil young shawty mane, lil young shawty trapstar mane...you know i got my album comin out dog, and im always in the trap, i aint got no time to be writin no verses
dog, so what i need for u to do is, write me a couple verses mane, i heard you was that dude mane...
i need a track man, look, ima email u this beat mane, and i need u to go in on it mane...im talkin bout im talmbout i need u to go in like bow bow bow all that shawty, somethin for the trapstars, somethin to keep the club crunk mane, namtalmbout??
(C.U.R.E.) i got u
(Lil young shawty trapstar)fa sho dog lets get it
(C.U.R.E.)no doubt

(hook)
I write my rhymes in the kitchen, thats cookin up
im the illest nigga spittin, each verse im whippin up
bout to have a bake sale got them verses for the low
i know u trappers need em, jus let a nigga know
(repeat)

(verse)
i never chopped no rocks or sold no cocaine/
they nicknamed me lava cuz i always flow flames/
i couldnt tell you why these niggas is so lame/
niggas try to step up in the league with no game/
however im a superior competitor/
never the nigga to let somebody get the better of/
me-im just a lyrical murderer eatin rappers like cheerios/
this beat is like the milk on my cereal spree.../
these other rappers just cant seem to compare to the/
way that i get the crowd hype and cause a hysteria/
u scared of the movement, u niggas talkin we doin/
we over here winnin, you over there losin/
and my squad up in this bitch, deep as a mufucka
nintendo ass niggas chasin ducks...duck hunters/
bad bitches chase us we dont chase hoes
they run to us and drop it low, what u think this bass is fo'?

(hook)
I write my rhymes in the kitchen, thats cookin up
im the illest nigga spittin, each verse im whippin up
bout to have a bake sale got them verses for the low
i know u trappers need em, jus let a nigga know
(repeat)

verse 2
sellin verses off the iphone
my squad run thru ya city like a cyclone
and we been to every timezone
smoked so much weed i think my fuckin minds blown
but i keep comin up with these rhymes tho,
this that 'keep ya finger on the rewind' flow
i aint hatin on nobody get it how u get it/
all im sayin is, talk it how ya live it/
real recognize real and i dont feel many/
fool i run the point from the paint like penny/
before his injury, when he played for the magic
my older brother had the penny twos those was a classic
and on this beat im fantastic
women fans lookin at me like, "damn he the baddest"
i date a model and a actress
and i got ur girl upstairs sittin on the mattress

(hook)
I write my rhymes in the kitchen, thats cookin up
im the illest nigga spittin, each verse im whippin up
bout to have a bake sale got them verses for the low
i know u trappers need em, jus let a nigga know
(repeat)

once again im in the buildin
beastin every track im like a man amongst children
flows in all varieties, lyrics in abundance
witty punchlines and just the right amount of substance
you rap niggas lack somethin, yall lunchin
i do this too easy one take no punch-in
dont let me catch u niggas slippin
cuz we'll start a war up in this bitch like the egyptians
black umbrella up in here, you niggas just in the way
you niggas wont ever go the places that we been today
please tell me something different
you aint gotta gas me up, my flows too efficient
and im on a mission to eliminate the whack shit
your flow does not make sense like a anorexic fat chick
i was gettin brain, from your girl in your car
nutted in her mouth and put the footage on worldstar....

(hook)
I write my rhymes in the kitchen, thats cookin up
im the illest nigga spittin, each verse im whippin up
bout to have a bake sale got them verses for the low
i know u trappers need em, jus let a nigga know
(repeat)