Iberedem AIF - Robbery Masterclass (feat. Dahrk)

Yessire, AIF
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Imma look in the glove compartment
Imma look in the glove compartment
Imma go in and bring out the toolie
I'm excited I got me a Uzi
Now nobody can try to use me
Imma head to the crib in the dark
So Dahrk do you got a mask?
These bullets really gon' blast
There's a glock 19 in the bag
When I come we step in all black
And we break in your house, crash
And I step and I break on the glass
Tell my brother to cover my back
Hey Dahrk! Cover my back!
What you doing?! Don't get too attached!
Shoot a nigga if you see his ass!
We attacking attacking attacking attacking yo ass
I got niggas who ready to slide
They be active and ready with knives
I be laughing and committing crime
Pass me spliffy? Nah pass me the nine
These niggas they know that I'm dark
I be stepping with Ibe on track
We got bullets we striking it out
Niggas flee when they hear that we back
So my nigga did you even get it?
Did you hop in the room and then search it
Did you drill it? Did you even get it?
If you didn't we gonna regret it
If you got it please bring out the money
If you got the money, let me touch it
If you got the money, let me smell it
I think I'm addicted to counting the money
My nigga just give me the bag
I'm doing what I gotta do
It was fuck you, pay me
It's still fuck you too
And everybody getting smoke now
I try to keep a low profile
You niggas thought it was a joke? How?
Catch you slipping at your own house mo'fucker
In the crib I'm just stuck on my booze
I'm the reason for vibes they don lose
I be riding with smoke and my tools
If you press me I'm worth billion jewels
I be grinding with gang that I choose
Rich man lobster is our daily food
Plan a robbery I'm thinking I choose
I be looking for a rocket to shoot
They stuck on my shoes
Niggas they know that I'm fresh when I choose
We grinding for loot
Ice on my neck got me me shining it noon
Cause niggas they know that we running the track
And we flipping it back like a breeze
We starting the wave so they say that we tight
When we flowing the bars and we easy
Yo Dahrk, mission complete
Time to get out the house and dip
Time to go right back to the streets
Count the money and share with the team
Young nigga got rich, and I'm taking your money for keeps
Got a gold chain on my wrist
Put a gold chain on my bitch
And I take care of my bitch
Gave her money, told her "buy kicks"
I'm thinking flying overseas
Police really trying to see us
And I ain't shot nobody
I ain't try to kill nobody
It's funny I got this knowledge
I still ain't robbed nobody, for real
I'm still gonna rob all these niggas if take a step in Manila uh, yeah
It's funny I got this knowledge, I still ain't robbed nobody, for real

Written by:
Samuel Ikujuni, Iberedem Etim-Inyang

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