(Chorus: Scarface)
You f** with me, You f** with the best!
(Verse 1: Hollywood J)
n***a that's a robber, We's about to make a stang
Took the .45, And strap that sh** onto my waist
Mane, I'm looking for the first n***a to walk out the bank
If he ain't got money, Then his a** is getting shanked
Waiting behind bushes and I'm ducking behind cars
Caught this pretty lady walking out the bank doors
Mane, I'm thinking to myself "This chick has got some cheese"
Caught that b**h right from the back and told her "Get on your knees"
(Chorus: Scarface)
(Verse 2: Hollywood J)
Riding like a lunatic, Mane I'll gut you like a fish
I will be that scary mack on your door on your f**ing wrist
Mane, I'll buck you so damn hard cause I want your brains to rot
Take you to your crooked spot and rob you with my .45 Glock
(Talking)
Aw, yeah. This is for the n***as that couldn't take this sh**. We still kicking in the motherf**ing doors for you hoe a** n***as. What's up to my n***a J-Will, HD Bounty in this b**h, What's up to my n***a Magic Black. We still kicking in the doors, biyaatch!
(Chorus: Scarface)
(End of the Song)