[Verse 1]
  I'm in my big body Benz
  Riding with 4 of my friends
  Shoot a bird at them coppers
  While blowing smoke in the wind
  Up out the window my flag
  I got my foot on the gas
  Then my yak on the dash
  Then we run up at yo ass
  Riding the streets of Atlanta
  Better take out the camera
  D.S.G.B. on my banner, raised high
  Until I die, bet I'ma through it up
  It's Pastor Troy, 2000, don't give a
  Throw up yo flags
    [Hook]
  Throw yo flags up! [repeat 7X]
  Come on you scared, you scared
    [Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
  I got them fifteen's pushing, trying to rip up the speaker
  Know that Pastor and Peter, on the hunt for the reaper
  Call ???, CMB got the world in a dro'
  We flexing hard in Atlanta, or we get the scope
  It's GA, Georgia Tech or Bulldog
  2nd seed we, and I'm bout to Boss Hog
  Atlanta to Augusta a hustla straight out the rip
  Them Georgia boys my army forever we stand equipped
  Ready for whatever you better go ask around
  We ain't bout to playground with ya, we cutting ya down
  A million little boys trying to sound like me
  Now everybody copying the one that dissed P
  A second prized G, but I ain't chicken
  Soon as you think I'm slippin you hear that pistol clickin'
  And I'ma try my best to eat yo ass for dinner
  Better throw up yo flag and tell me that you surrender
  Throw it up
    [Hook]
  Throw yo flags up! [3X] yeah, yeah
  Throw yo flags up! [3X] come on you scared, you scared
  Throw yo flags up! [3X] yeah, yeah
  Throw yo flags up! [3X] come on you scared, you scared