(LJ on the track)

It's about to be a robbery (Robbery)

Don't make a sound (Don't make a sound)

Don't make a sound (Don't make a sound)

Shut the fuck up, bitch, don't talk to me (Don't say a word, fuck ****)

Just hit the ground (Aye, pussy)

Just hit the ground, it's about to be a robbery, oh, whoo

Yeah, a robbery

It's about to be a robbery

Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with me

Hol' up, god damn

Seen him at the parking lot

Got the Glock, pulled it out

Put it to his fuckin' mouth

Hop in your fuckin' bushes

Then I'm hoppin' in your house

Creepin' through your shit

Put the pistol to your fuckin' spouse

Kangaroo, kangaroo we hoppin' and we kick at you

All my bitches fuck and suck this dick just for the Jimmy Choos

Chopper with a beam at night, you know it's not a .22

I don't wanna turn into a demon, **** make me shoot

I, I, I'm aimin'

Yeah I'm ridin' with this pistol lit

And I'm totin' it, I'm totin' it

Hoes be suckin' on my thing every time, every time

Ridin' with my woadies and my compadres at my side

It's about to be a robbery (Robbery)

Don't make a sound

Don't make a sound

Shut the fuck up, bitch, don't talk to me (Shut the fuck up now)

Just hit the ground (Just hit the ground)

Just hit the ground, it's about to be a robbery

Yeah, a robbery

It's about to be a robbery

Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with me

Oh damn, I'm off the Act'

Oh damn, I'm off act (Off act)

Oh damn, here I go again in all black

I told myself I wasn't gonna rob, but fuck all of that

I spent my last on a ounce and the police found it

My grandma took the charge, I was so astounded

But now I got them racks, stack it up to a mountain

Nobody can reach but us, we are the ones who

Got down and then doubled back

I wanna rob a **** with a MAC (With a MAC-11)

I already robbed that **** with the stick (With the stick)

I already robbed them **** for their Glocks

High as hell, on my radar, might pop

You hear me too, pussy bitch? 'Cause you police

Chopper put a pussy **** in a motherfuckin' wheelchair

YNW and we are soldiers

It's about to be a robbery (Robbery)

Don't make a sound

Don't make a sound

Shut the fuck up, bitch, don't talk to me

Just hit the ground

Just hit the ground, it's about to be a robbery

Yeah, a robbery

It's about to be a robbery

Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with me

First, you get a pint and

Then you pour a four in it

Then you get the Glock

Cock it back and kick the doors in

Now you fuckin' hoes and

Then you get a stolen car

Then you hit a lick and get some percs

And cop a Audemar

You gon' keep on gettin' it, keep on gettin' it

Ooh-ooh young jit

You gon' keep on gettin' it, keep on gettin' it

Just keep snappin', hittin' your licks, boy

Keep on gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it

I done been there before and I was gettin' it, gettin' it

Yes, I know you too can get it too