[Chorus: Dikulz]
Smashin' down the highway flashin’ high beams
Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)
Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)
Try me, I'll leave a crime scene
Smashin’ down the highway flashin' high beams
Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)
Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)
Try me, I'll leave a crime scene
[Verse 1: Dikulz & Z]
Let me set the scene, outside the bank, it started with 4
Me, Twisted, C. Ray and Z 'bout to come up on a score
Lookin' like we ready for war
Jumped out the van and we charge in the door
Tell 'em all "Get on the floor"
Alarm was ringin', it was hard to ignore
So I tell the bitch turn it off
"Bitch you better just turn it off
Oh, y’all want no violence? Then silence"
Then I just heard a cough
Twisted went off, "Ay, we got a problem?"
Homie told him no but no one knew he told, Twisted went and cocked back and shot him
They were surprised when he done it
That’s when his wife started runnin'
It got her shot in her stomach
She flew like she got punted
Told him "Listen, you just gotta quit it. Twisted, let me get the shotgun
Yeah, we gotta get up in the vault and get it, only got a minute ’fore the cops come"
Time to rip off this bank for the scratch
Dip off with Z to the back
Fuck this vault, it's gettin' jacked
Put large stacks inside of bags
Shit was just crazy, we bagged a milli plus
Told Z it's time to leave
Yeah, three of us
Smashin' down the highway flashin’ high beams
Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)
Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)
Try me, I'll leave a crime scene
Smashin’ down the highway flashin' high beams
Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)
Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)
Try me, I'll leave a crime scene
[Verse 1: Dikulz & Z]
Let me set the scene, outside the bank, it started with 4
Me, Twisted, C. Ray and Z 'bout to come up on a score
Lookin' like we ready for war
Jumped out the van and we charge in the door
Tell 'em all "Get on the floor"
Alarm was ringin', it was hard to ignore
So I tell the bitch turn it off
"Bitch you better just turn it off
Oh, y’all want no violence? Then silence"
Then I just heard a cough
Twisted went off, "Ay, we got a problem?"
Homie told him no but no one knew he told, Twisted went and cocked back and shot him
They were surprised when he done it
That’s when his wife started runnin'
It got her shot in her stomach
She flew like she got punted
Told him "Listen, you just gotta quit it. Twisted, let me get the shotgun
Yeah, we gotta get up in the vault and get it, only got a minute ’fore the cops come"
Time to rip off this bank for the scratch
Dip off with Z to the back
Fuck this vault, it's gettin' jacked
Put large stacks inside of bags
Shit was just crazy, we bagged a milli plus
Told Z it's time to leave
Yeah, three of us
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