Robbery Lyrics by SL
The whip’s cold
The back’s squashed
There’s no pot
Been here for like a whole hour waiting for the fox
5 keys
Yes indeed
We’ll take the lot
If we get this job right, then today we’re gone
Bro your bredrin best not let us down
“Sure this is the house?”
Coming like he’s nowhere to be found
“Blud, I said we gotta wait it out
Second that’s the back — stay alert, we’re gonna pounce”
Ight cuz, I ain’t even gonna do no more
But I seen that Honda spin twice — I think it’s feds for sure
“Ain’t a thing, calm down, get up from the floor
Plus you know I got it fully tinted, waive off the law”
Cah it’s a robbery
Yeah, we ain’t wanna take your food
But when we ain’t got it, what you gonna do?
Who garn stop me
When I’m with 1-2 of the goons
And there’s big guns aimed at your troops
Yeah, it’s a robbery
Plus to you that ain’t ***
That’s all your dad’s money — man, you’ll live
So talk properly
When in the money, don’t flinch
Just give us what we want, then the dip
Finally, we seen the mark pulling up
Mask on deck, gloves tight, and we’re hooded up
Jumped out and ran at him — ain’t have a chance to try react
Formed a chokehold while the mandem wack him widda bat
Ran his pockets, found his keys and opened up the door
Pushed the prick through, looked back, made sure no one saw
Watch Trey do his thing — start kicking out his jaw
Asked him, “Where’s the food, AS, or he ain’t no more”
He’s breathing heavy, blood dripping all down his face
But you can tell that if he could, he’d try go insane
But the kid weren’t a fool — now he’s seen a blade
He said, “Check under the bed, the bags blue and grey”
They went and searched while I kept my dagger in his face
He looked at me, said, “You’re making a big mistake”
I peeped the accent — said, “You’re jugging in the wrong place”
Then the mandem called for me — now we’re in the game
Cah it’s a robbery
Yeah, we ain’t wanna take your food
But when we ain’t got it, what you gonna do?
Who garn stop me
When I’m with 1-2 of the goons
And there’s big guns aimed at your troops
Yeah, it’s a robbery
Plus to you that ain’t ***
That’s all your dad’s money — man, you’ll live
So talk properly
When in the money, don’t flinch
Just give us what we want, then the dip
Mandem walked out charged, backpack full of pies
Was ’bout to leave out but suin’ ain’t sit right
It all felt too easy
I told the mandem “wait there while I go see”
Got in his bedroom and I flipped round the whole scene
Trey like, “What for?”
I said, “I know that he’s got more”
Kept digging through, got my stomach turning
While looking at him, I could see he’s getting nervous
I could feel that I was getting hot
Opened up the draw, stepped back — seen the bundle drop pshh
That’s 59 bricks at least, don
Please, don’t say this is a dream, God
With ease swept it up — gang helped too
Then I flew out the gaff like: what a move