[Intro] x2 Now I ain't no-one to talk about guns But I wanna get paid Wanna make a million dollars an hour I wanna push a billion dollars a day I wanna get rich Run up on the whole gang with a AK We goin' robbin' Run up on the whole gang till we paid
[Chorus] We going robbin' (2x)
[Verse 1] Speak my name with uncertainty My adversaries in a box And they never had a chance to meet me personally Been a callused killer fuel the fire with an urgency Every last foe is now a medical emergency And if you heard of me or even verbally discussed the Platoon Made a rap for the Gods, strike up the new blood moon Slayed and rapped to Allah cause we ain't comin' home It's paper 'til we die or 'til we fukkn' toast
[Chorus] We going robbin' (everybody wanna talk) (2x)
[Verse 2] I got visions of my death in 4k Got a DVR so I been watchin' this shit all day And social media got the world played Encyclopedia of how the world is bitterly vain I had a hit of the 'cain to feel a bit of my brain I had to literally slay to get my feet in the game Undefeated we claim [?] Squad will never sell out to these devils again