Weird Flex - Cool Hands Lyrics

Rugged and traveling
To a city near you
I'm here for the riches
Lemme run the jewels
Got a four pound reason
To hand over the loot
Don't make a mistake
Cause I'm ready shoot
Got my house outside
Running out with the cabbage
I move quick
I don't carry baggage
It's wild out here
That's my excuse
If I get caught stealing
Then I'm swinging the noose
Now yah

I'm a wheeling dealing
Son of a bitch
And I don't tell secrets
Cause I ain't no snitch
No destination
But I'm always wheels up
It's all part of the mantra
Not giving a f*ck
With a scowl that would make
Clint Eastwood cry
I got my finger on the trigger
And my eye on the prize
And I don't give a shit
About my misdeeds
I'm too busy
Smoking them tumbleweeds.

People always assume
That probably God knows best
In that case let me change your mind
Welcome to the wild wild West

I'm reckless and wild
With a need for speed
Doing 20 or better
On my mighty steed
Running into your town
Then I find the bank
I pull out my pistol
Then it's time to gank
Fire one warning shot
Cause I think that's fair
Jump over the counter
Lemme clear the air
I shot the sheriff
You better do what I say
Now hurry up bitch
Open the safe

Ain't no panic
My aim is true
I don't have any
Problem killing you
Air this bitch out
And rip the stash
I didn't come for friends
I'm here for the cash
Make a getaway
Leaving squeaky clean
With all your jewels
And a sack full of green
It's a smash and grab
So I grabbed and smashed
Only time I stop
Is if I want some ass
Wash my hands in the stream
Ain't got no sink
Heading to the saloon now
I need a drink