Robbery
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Walkin' out the club, - lookin' at me funny (- you lookin' at?)
I'm already pissed, 'cause I threw too much money (I'm sick)
But I ain't trippin', I know that - ain't no dummy
This MAC got a 50, I'll leave his face ugly (headshot)
But that -ch at the crib (damn), low-key I'm slippin'
Before I knew it, a - ran up on me trippin' (give me all that sh-, -)
Twice in the air, "Give me e'rythin'" (you got it, b-ch)
I ain't struggle at all, gave him e'rythin' (you got it)
I ain't panic, hop in the whip, and left
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest (he gone)
He look like a killer, I'm 'bout to put him to the test
Wanna kill me a -, all you see in my face is death, - (I'm on yo' a-, -)
On the 'Gram, scrollin' through my timeline (look at this)
On some h- page, look what I find (yeah)
A stripper - post him as her MCM (this him)
Same lil' - was just in my DM (ayy)
Use her to get to him, you know what's up, I'm splittin' him
I see his whip, I'm flippin' that, the dealership won't want it back (brrah)
Let me write her back and get her contact
Then call them killers up, it's time to do some contracts (ah, nah, nah)
Matter of fact, I'ma get him set up by the stripper (have her do it)
Tell her I got .50, I know that - gon' be wit' it (she wit' it)
She f- so many -, I know she ain't got no feelings
And I'm stickin' to the code, when he drops, she goin' wit' him (yeah)
Ain't talkin' to no -, I'ma keep 'em out my business (quiet)
You know how it go, street - turn witness (rat)
Strollin' through my 'Gram, she just hit me with them digits (okay)
She said, "Call later", 'cause she laid up with her -, oh, yeah? (What?)
This might be my only chance to do him (yeah)
Gotta shut his mouth 'fore he talk and spread the rumor (I'm on him)
If the word hit the streets that he robbed me
The - get killed, the police gon' wanna find me (gotta keep it low)
Hello? Ayy, I know you said, "Call later", you with a dude or whatever
But look, send me the location, I'ma put it in my GPS, and just see how far you is
Then when he leave, just call me, bet
Hell yeah, I got the location (I got the location)
Now I'm outside of her crib, I'm just waitin' (I'm posted)
I'm textin' her, like, "How much longer? I'm impatient"
She don't know I'm 'bout to light the block up like it's Vegas (facts)
I'm settin' over that boy like, "-, this what you get for playin'" (bah)
I ain't tryna talk, it's a wrap, start prayin' (say yo' last words, ni-)
He comin' out, my first shot gon' be a headshot (bah)
I'ma put this Draco in his dreadlocks
I can't wait to see his blood runnin' out
Run up in the crib, find his -, knock her frontal out (you goin' too)
She text me back, like, "Be on yo' way in two minutes" (okay)
She don't know that in two minutes she ain't gon' be livin'
He got in his whip, I ran up and I hit him
When the gun smoke cleared, I saw it was the wrong ni-
What the f-? (Man) now I gotta kidnap her (damn)
This a first, -, I don't know how kidnaps work (- am I about to do?)
I'ma kill him, but I gotta get my sh- back first
(Gotta get that - back, dawg, gotta find this -) damn
To be continued, man
Walkin' out the club, - lookin' at me funny (- you lookin' at?)
I'm already pissed, 'cause I threw too much money (I'm sick)
But I ain't trippin', I know that - ain't no dummy
This MAC got a 50, I'll leave his face ugly (headshot)
But that -ch at the crib (damn), low-key I'm slippin'
Before I knew it, a - ran up on me trippin' (give me all that sh-, -)
Twice in the air, "Give me e'rythin'" (you got it, b-ch)
I ain't struggle at all, gave him e'rythin' (you got it)
I ain't panic, hop in the whip, and left
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest (he gone)
He look like a killer, I'm 'bout to put him to the test
Wanna kill me a -, all you see in my face is death, - (I'm on yo' a-, -)
On the 'Gram, scrollin' through my timeline (look at this)
On some h- page, look what I find (yeah)
A stripper - post him as her MCM (this him)
Same lil' - was just in my DM (ayy)
Use her to get to him, you know what's up, I'm splittin' him
I see his whip, I'm flippin' that, the dealership won't want it back (brrah)
Let me write her back and get her contact
Then call them killers up, it's time to do some contracts (ah, nah, nah)
Matter of fact, I'ma get him set up by the stripper (have her do it)
Tell her I got .50, I know that - gon' be wit' it (she wit' it)
She f- so many -, I know she ain't got no feelings
And I'm stickin' to the code, when he drops, she goin' wit' him (yeah)
Ain't talkin' to no -, I'ma keep 'em out my business (quiet)
You know how it go, street - turn witness (rat)
Strollin' through my 'Gram, she just hit me with them digits (okay)
She said, "Call later", 'cause she laid up with her -, oh, yeah? (What?)
This might be my only chance to do him (yeah)
Gotta shut his mouth 'fore he talk and spread the rumor (I'm on him)
If the word hit the streets that he robbed me
The - get killed, the police gon' wanna find me (gotta keep it low)
Hello? Ayy, I know you said, "Call later", you with a dude or whatever
But look, send me the location, I'ma put it in my GPS, and just see how far you is
Then when he leave, just call me, bet
Hell yeah, I got the location (I got the location)
Now I'm outside of her crib, I'm just waitin' (I'm posted)
I'm textin' her, like, "How much longer? I'm impatient"
She don't know I'm 'bout to light the block up like it's Vegas (facts)
I'm settin' over that boy like, "-, this what you get for playin'" (bah)
I ain't tryna talk, it's a wrap, start prayin' (say yo' last words, ni-)
He comin' out, my first shot gon' be a headshot (bah)
I'ma put this Draco in his dreadlocks
I can't wait to see his blood runnin' out
Run up in the crib, find his -, knock her frontal out (you goin' too)
She text me back, like, "Be on yo' way in two minutes" (okay)
She don't know that in two minutes she ain't gon' be livin'
He got in his whip, I ran up and I hit him
When the gun smoke cleared, I saw it was the wrong ni-
What the f-? (Man) now I gotta kidnap her (damn)
This a first, -, I don't know how kidnaps work (- am I about to do?)
I'ma kill him, but I gotta get my sh- back first
(Gotta get that - back, dawg, gotta find this -) damn
To be continued, man
Credits
Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Martin Rafeal Mc Curtis
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