Mover - Robbery lyrics

{Verse 1} You think I care about recession? I tell him sit down stare at the weapon I know you're getting dough, where's all the money at? I like you, I don't wanna tear through your melon The reh's got 7, that clear in a second And leave your clart on the stairway to heaven So don't try and twist around things Just pass me the dough it's an in and out thing I don't wanna have to stick a wetter in and out him So everyone calm, no silly shouting Doubt that the hand ting looking fake Tried running to the door if you really doubt it Flipping coward Now your boy's got a slug sitting in his trousers And I didn't really wanna blast off the shelly It's bait now, hurry up, pass me the belly He's like he ain't got nothing on his mother's fu*k that {?} running tru his cupboards Looking in his eyes as I say this It's M cases if I'm putting on the rubbers So cooperate, no body fiddle No funny sh*t, put your phone in the middle So he's diling 999 Little snitch man'll poke him a little I'm pissed off, now I'm way off task 'Bout to turn this robbery to a AM charge Now they're like "Look mate, everything's there" When they see me cop back the latex glove Now we got our papers up {?} thirsty, wanna sip a pagans blood We got a squad of gorillas You be fu*king with Satan's dargs I'ma blaze this slug for a pagans juice Tax man, n*** know I'm a crazy dude Real talk, everything we say be truth Why'd you think you stopped seeing couple {?}