[Intro: ?]

[?]

Ready to be [?] top [?]

IGRES

[Verse: Myke Myke]

Ain't gon' even lie, my pockets kinda thin, but mane, fuck a job

The only thing that's left in mind for me to do is rob

I think it's time that I go on a mission for the cash

Once again, I gotta make you bring that shit up out your ass

So I'm slipping on my hockey mask, grab the Glock-19

Searching for the glitter and the motherfuckin' gleam

Now I'm back, in the streets, on the motherfuckin' creep

Steady scopin' out the scene, on the mission for the green

I see my victim walking down a dark-ass alley

She saw me tryna creep, that's when that hoe had tried to stab me

Duckin', dodgin' through the grass, police right behind my ass

Even though I'm spookеd, I ain't about to let 'em take my cash

So I turnеd around, got to bucking at the windowsill

Took a shortcut home, but damn, B.B.B. ain't where I live

Now I'm in the bed, I guess my mission is complete

I don't know how it turned out, 'cause I woke up out my sleep

[Interlude: ?]

[?] three hundred feet [?]

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: ?]

[?]

Could this be my destiny, because a nigga [?]

[?]

Number one you never hesitate to shoot that gun

[?] is quick to shoot (Quick to shoot)