Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HOW TO ROB A BANK, artist - Lil Darkie. Album song SWAMP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: lil darkie
Song language: English
HOW TO ROB A BANK |
This is Spider 1 to Spider 2, do you copy? |
Over |
Loud and clear, Spider 1 |
Spider 1, you got some company up ahead |
Ight, I ain’t finding no spiders around here |
I ain’t see nothing all night. |
You sure they’re even still around? |
Nah, but keep your eyes peeled |
Boss got a raise from when we caught one in |
(Man, why these fuck niggas always talkin' shit?) |
I don’t know, Dillinger |
Maybe 'cause they broke, broke |
You should rob a bank |
All they songs ass, I could spank |
Every single rapper |
Every MC, like a hammer |
If you don’t like the slammer, bettr stay up out the camera’s sight |
You ain’t seein' shit |
All that evryone can think about is bein' rich |
Ayy, Dillinger |
Open up this, this fuckin' door real quick |
Yeah nigga, I got you |
First things first, I’ma hack into the mainframe |
Pussy niggas pussy, all the niggas say the same thing |
I got a mystery drink in my red cup |
Watchin' my back 'cause I’m robbin' from sun up to sun down |
Pussy niggas wanna be my son now |
I’ma post a pic with all these guns now |
Run up, you get gunned down |
I’ll shoot a woman in the club, it’s a hoedown |
Big ass chain and it’s hangin' by my nuts now |
Every time that we commit a crime, it goes properly |
Robbin' all these niggas 'cause I’m still livin' in poverty |
You know we don’t feel no pressure from these puny MC’s |
So much pressure in my blunt, these little niggas can’t breathe |
Tell 'em put your hands up, high up when I’m in it |
Big pile of cash, I’m 'bout to dive in it |
And the ride that I ride 'till dark when I’m in it |
Tint so damn dark, can’t find the guy in it |
It’s so damn dark, can’t find the guy |
Ain’t it funny how the motherfuckin' spider fly |
All these guys wanna be us and make these bucks |
That’s why I got the PP7 loaded by my side, uh |
Hop in the car, like here my nigga, what’s up |
Let’s get the fuck out and dodge, I think I got us enough |
You ever get the cops on, you better put up the Dutch |
And put the pedal to the metal like a medical rush |
Like you an ambulance, nigga, and gotta save you a patient |
And this is an emergency, but we don’t have any patience |
Get to switchin' locations, it’s one of them situations |
Where if we get the coppers off us, we can go on vacation |
Niggas gettin' high at the Spider headquarters |
Niggas tryna borrow dough because we the bread holders |
Niggas listenin' to others, we don’t need to get orders |
Niggas workin' at McDonalds, niggas need to get orders |
Fry cook, nigga, flippin' burgers like he SpongeBob |
Your bitch got the sandy cheeks, she tryna suck my nuts off |
I just got so hard, I put a condom on, it popped off |
Walked up in the party, saw your bitch ass and I got soft |
I just popped a Percocet and now my penis erect |
I have so much money that the IRS won’t detect |
Bitch, you got a problem, you should rectify the defect |
Niggas want some money, but don’t care about the respect |
I got so much money on me, shorty take her clothes off |
I got Jewish niggas with me, move like Bernie Madoff |
We just took the money from the bank and then we made off |
Yeah, say-say a rapper thing |
Money bags |