Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kasseem Dean
Composer
Eve Jeffers
Composer
Darrin Dean
Composer
Anthony Fields
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kasseem Dean
Producer
PK
Producer
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Chris Theis
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alright now, get your guns, ain't no stoppin' me
Need the whole cash bundle for me and my bitches' shoppin' spree
A robbery? Damn, you smart, and you guessed right of me
Askin' all those questions was to set you up right
Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, let us set it off
Cartier, Rollie, time frozen, get 'em off
Danglin' medallions, all that glistens is mine
And all that bitchin' that you doin', I'll have you kissin' this 9
Y'all **** worse than bitches, tears in your eyes
I ain't got no sympathy, so if you scared, ****, cry
On your knees, face, then chest, lips shut
Fuck the mask, we robbin' y'all in lipstick and wigs, what?
Yeah, we raw, but you took me out and let me see it all
Braggin' 'bout the shit you got and now I get it all
Matter of fact, take your clothes off, like it when they bare
Everything from Iceberg to silk Dolce underwear, it's mine
[Chorus]
Ayo, check that **** 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride, fool, 'cause we on that shit
Hit your stashbox 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ride or die, ****, 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit
[Verse 2]
I shoot backin' out, P maxed 'em out
And only way I don't get shit is if you stash the house
Professional bitches, destined for riches and precious jewels
Distracted by the size of my ass, had you fooled
I ain't gettin' nada, forget that
Just sit back and watch me take everything, even your dro sack
Yeah, my bitch can roll it, smoke it while we pack
And expensive paintings on your walls, give me that
Ain't no slackin', time ain't a factor, I'ma get it all
Used to ball with your ****, now I'm makin' you crawl
Across the floor, ego crushed and I don't give a fuck
Small change to the Range, heard what I said? Give it up
I know it ain't right, but me and my bitches gotta eat tonight
And every night from now on, get it right
Why? Why ask why? I'm simply livin'
And I get what I want by simply takin' or you simply givin'
[Chorus]
Ayo, check that **** 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride, fool, 'cause we on that shit
Hit your stashbox 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ride or die, ****, 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit
[Verse 3]
Y'all **** faggotish
Cops spot me, got me runnin' out my kicks
Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist
Screechin' in the street, from the 5 Series to a ditch
I'm fast, heat at the waist and I ain't scared to blast
Duckin', jumpin' over shit, bet this bitch could last
Ready for war, act like I ain't did this shit before?
Practice for me, next week, I'll be wantin' more
Best believe you ain't gon' live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned your mother she'll be full of sorrow
Bustin' through the door of somebody's house, kids screamin'
I ain't gon' front, somehow, I wish that I was sleepin', dreamin'
Too late, it's done now, all you hear is gun sounds
Cock back, pop, pop, pop, and I'm like what now?
Ghetto bird on me, weavin' through the trees
Last fence I hopped over, fell and landed on my knees
Barrels at my temple, fuck it, I'ma make it simple
[Chorus]
Ayo, check that **** 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride, fool, 'cause we on that shit
Hit your stashbox 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ride or die, ****, 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit
Written by: Anthony Fields, Darrin Dean, Eve Jeffers, Kasseem Dean