[Verse 1] You rolled up in that pickup Talkin’ slick and smellin’ sweet You thought she’d serve you hushpuppies But you just ordered heat She’s stirrin’ somethin’ wicked In the cast iron of your fate She ain’t your mama, boy, She’s the devil wearin’ an apron laced in hate [Chorus] Gator Granny gonna make you pay Got roux on her hands and a price to lay She don’t need a gun, just a boiling pot You’ll scream like a sinner when it hits your spot She got catfish thighs and a crawdad heart And a ladle she swings like a midnight dart Gator Granny don’t forget no sin— She just folds it in [Verse 2] She fed moonshine to the sheriff Poured hot sauce in his lies She got recipes for heartbreak And she seasons ‘em with flies You kiss her ring and hope for mercy But her gravy’s got a kick One taste of her forgiveness And you’re down in the bayou sick [Chorus] Gator Granny gonna make you pay With hot oil truths and a deep-fried flay She don’t cuss—she croons in Cajun tones While breakin’ cheatin’ hearts like chicken bones She got swamp smoke breath and a butcher’s blade And a porch full of bones from the men she flayed Gator Granny got a cast-iron soul— And she serves it cold [Verse 3] She keeps a skillet for her anger And a blade for second chances Her kitchen’s got no mercy line Just bites and second glances She don’t cry and she don’t beg She just boils what’s left of you Then hums a song from ’62 While cookin’ up her truth [Final Chorus – Extended] Gator Granny gonna make you pay She’ll feed your sins to the light of day You come for comfort, leave with scars And a belly full of backwoods memoirs So bless your soul and guard your tongue ‘Cause she’s servin’ vengeance and she just begun Gator Granny don’t bake no bread— She just breaks men instead Gator Granny don’t serve no lies— She just fries what never dies
