[Hook]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
[Verse 1: Yung Mutt]
I got money on my mind
b**h, I'm blinded by the dollar signs
I'll work a f**ing 9 to 5 instead of signing dotted lines
By 9 to 5 I mean I've come to paint the town grey with 5 f**ing 9's
I'm trying to take what's mine
Which happens to be everything that I see
Might be selfish of me
But, if I don't pick a side someone else is getting cash and pine
Dine and dash
Scraps is rationed
Slash and gash
Scratching rashes
Catching rats and slash it's throat
End up like a maxi pad soaked
[Verse 2: RVMIRXZ]
Two-Eleven, One-Eight-Seven
Send them bustas straight to heaven
If that n***a talking sh**, then he gon' meet my Smith and Wesson
Creeping out the f**ing darkness
Smurking all these bustas ho'
f**ing with the Devil and I rolls up on the flank fosho
Psychopathic lunatic I'm lookin for a show to steal
I put that Glock up to yo' grill and watch yo' punk a** f**ing split
Look into my eyes see the thang that burns inside
f**ing with that Triple Six n***a, this will be your demise
[Hook]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
[Verse 3: $lick $loth]
Haven't had to k** yet but I was born a murderer
Triple 6 my nation I'm the red devil's chosen one
Break in through the back
Give a f** bout your burglar bars
When I was 17 remember when we would burglar cars
My favorite gun that .45
I love how it bust
Smoke leaking out your chest
Body stuffed in the trunk
I'm ridin' round in Hollygrove
Best believe I got that strap
Can't f** with you b**hes but Oddy got my back
[Verse 4: Black Smurf]
[Hook]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K