Came 2 Rob

[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Yeah, this song is dedicated to you niggas who forgot where the fuck you came from
To doubt-track-mouth, trick-ass bitch, you can't run shit but the bullshit you stressin' backwards
Made behind my motherfuckin' eyes
Y'all niggas ain't no killers
Real killers have no alibis
Drop that shit

[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Hanging by the bushes on the track 'cause they don't see me
I stoop down while my bitch sweet this nigga in a Lexus coupe
What he don't know won't hurt him, just a scandalous trick
Get your ass out the fuckin' car before I shoot you, bitch
Lay 'em on the curb, 'cause this one is just a trick or treat
Stomp 'em with my whole shoe just to make this shit look real sweet
Then I jump in his coupe, dropped out my hooptie, then I scoop my hoe
Just a small plan, that'll take care when I'm goin' broke
Just a small plan, that'll take care when I'm goin' broke
Just a small plan, that'll take care when I'm goin' broke
(Doomshop, biatch)

[Verse 2: Lil Kaine]
Get the fuck your feelings, I'm a killer with my fangs is shown
Playing with my name to show respect or get him-get him gone
Even though you got the best of me, bitch, I don't trust a soul
East side project baby, jumped the deuce with the pecker long
South P where the sun, where we play them games just for fun
Bringing rascals out the pen, motherfucker, fuck the law
Sox hat on my head, tell you where I'm fucking from
Like lashes on my rib, you, that's a key to the front
2-11, run yo' pockets, this a robbery, don't make a rush
Side cock it, place it on your dome piece
And I pop it, cop it up, I want your stuff
Little Kaine don't give a fuck
Shoot your luck, roll your dice with the blade, don't get fucked up
Pistol on my waistline, chopper on the dresser
Turnin' lights off so the jakes don't fucking test ya
Dressing all black, all I know is shoot to fucking kill
OG taught me how to move, now I'm slidin' with his deadly skills

[Verse 3: Lil Sko]
This is a robbery, don't make this to no murder, fool
Just do what I say and everythin' will stay cool
Lay face down, on the ground, do not make a sound
Load up my tone, for a motherfuckin' extra round

[Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Deep in the woods up to no good, twelve gauge in my trunk
High off the skunk make me anxiously need to shoot my pump
Deep in the woods up to no good, twelve gauge in my trunk
High off the skunk make me anxiously need to shoot my pump
Niggas they thinking I'm trippin', I'm breakin' bad faster than you can imagine
I'm keeping my mask in my pocket to dodge all the police while jumped in the trash can
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'til shit cool out quick, I'm up on that mission, bitch