[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