Detroit, Hey guess what, gave us two bonuses this year And you know what
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
Hennied up, ginnied up, ski mask, truck Dickey outfit, side, pistol grip pump Fuck it I just did two A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out spines
It's a party, go on in and fun 'Cause after it's over all you gon' is Shootin', blastin', the floor Ten-thousand in the safe, shit I'm 'bout to
'Cause I'm dangerous, off I'll bust even the nigga that came with us And this is for my nigga's be robbin' and stealin' Carjackin', murder one's, and fuckin' drug
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)
I stumble in the club blowed up, nine millimeter telling me to stop, fuck it I don't see the cops Nigga's believe until they see it's out Stupid motherfuckers to take the scenic route, now the heater's out
Bitches scream like I pulled my out Beggin' me to put that big away, but the demon's out on the floor, come out of that naked Come out of them and you come out of that velor
The is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music Matter of fact turn it up shit I can use it I need the noise in case I have to let a off Saw another icey chain, walked over and it off
me that butter soft, and since you buyin' out the bar You can buy my drinks for and tomorrow I'm out for the paper, my better hide the jewels I'm in the game starvin', and I ain't playin' buy the nigga
Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder) Robbin', shootin', killin', (Murder, murder)