In this motherf*ckin life I got the f*ckin gun
And now its out, an empty clip, on your motherf*ckin lips
Grab the shotty out the trunk, and lets go to the bank
Wearin' Oddy's mask, on the way in the chevy
Were Smokin heavy, about to die, but we don't care
Lifes fulfilling, now we shootin back running with the stacks of cash
Turn the corner, stuck in a dead end, we don't wanna face no life in prison
We grab the .45 out our hips and point it at our temple
She tells me be gentle, the devil is here, don't be stressed, don't have no fear
Just slightly pull the trigger and you'll fall and rest in peace
Don't you worry, ill see you on the other side
We can live forever, now that we have died