You spared the moment in the getaway, getaway I shout to shoot but you did it your own way Slipshod shelling there's a bullet in your leg Looking back I'm glad it wasn't your head What were we thinking should have stuck to the plan But you went off the beam and dropped the gun in your hand and Here I am running for my life I'm out of ammo Bullets are pa**ing me and I don't hear you anymore I got the money but I'm gonna need to drop it Still got the diamonds though I ain't giving up yet Still pulled the grill from the getaway, getaway A hit and run but I'll be under my weight Road rage your a** and I'll be off on my way A hit and miss I can't afford for me to wait Count my goings from the ma**acre raid A mil in diamonds and I'm nil in the game A hundred tens and fives are stuck in my shoe Three-hundred hundreds in the bag I threw to you Pull in the driveway and divide up the dough Half in the bank and the rest is to blow No time for cold feet time to cash in our spit We'll burn the house down and then we'll split oh It's time for Vegas time to have us some fun Whatever happens there it won't follow us home I'll get a limo and we can raise the rooftop Spend all our cash before we send out the cops oh Still pulled the grill from the getaway, getaway A hit and run but I'll be under my weight Road rage your a** and I'll be off on my way A hit and miss I can't afford for me to wait It would have been nice had I given it away Stuck it in some pipes for someone lucky some day But oh I'd hate to think that all my efforts and pain Could have been put down somebody's drain A hit and run it's nonchalant at my best I'm like a blas? esquire set square to burn up the rest And it's, it's what we do it's where we get all our dough And baby we ain't been caught so we gon' do it some more Let's go Still pulled the grill from the getaway, getaway A hit and run but I'll be under my weight Road rage your a** and I'll be off on my way A hit and miss I can't afford for me to wait