For about six months I was workin' in bake
Made so much dough bro you don't even wana know
Hour after hour we be wayin' out powder
As the night gets late shit gets louder and louder
F*ck this kitchen
Tell em line cook
F*ck this kitchen
Get down prep chef
F*ck this kitchen
Now the struggle aint just limited to back of the house
Don't forget about flat servers that be stuffin' they blouse
Its the bigger the tips
Its the bigger the tits
Its simple arithmetic's
I hate to break your hart but your jobs not hard
Rockin back and fourth from the bar to the yard
And I know you see me back there
Straight bustin' my ass
Bitch hasn't anybody told you that I make that from scratch
F*ck this restaurant
Tell em line cook
F*ck this restaurant
Get down prep chef
F*ck this restaurant
Julio and Roderigo smokin' weed right out the back door
They let the dishes pile up
They let the trash cans over flow
Nothings got a date
We've been out of f*ckin tape
Its getting late
Lets burn this bitch
Tell em line cook
Lets burn this bitch
Get down prep chef
Lets burn this bitch
Go on bitch hurry up and clock out
Uh, before you clock out can uh you wipe down the mixer
For real you want me to wipe down the mixer again
Just go ahead and clock out it's fine
Lets burn this bitch
F*ck you