Flip a Bird Slaughterhouse

[Chorus]
In the kitchen (putting work)
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
In the kitchen (let's go)

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Said I'm here for money making, I've done lost 'bout all my patience
Beat almost all my cases, thought I'd covered up all my bases
Bitches try to play you till somehow, some way you figure it out
You fuck with Jay Z's bitch from back in the day you might end up with reasonable doubt
You fuck with grimy bitches standing over you taking pictures
While you sleeping, 'cause you passed out drunk after having a threesome
That will give you a reason, to trust no bitch, quit rappin'
And just go get it crackin' (in the kitchen) 'Bout to push that
White instead of that music, seems like simpler profit, 'cause nigga's gossipin'
Like they WorldStar, M.T.O, Bossip, until I find you and empty your pockets
If 5'9" stop rhyming, I'm driving on I-95
Or I am (in the kitchen) I will cop a key and put it

[Chorus]
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird
In the kitchen