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TERROR REID
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Bobby Raps
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tanner Petulla
Songwriter
Bobby Raps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TERROR REID
Producer
Getter
Producer
Lyrics
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now i'm gettin thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now i'm finding it hard to breathe
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now i'm gettin thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now i'm finding it hard to breathe
Well if you bumping this track then I'm sure you wanna know
The absolute easiest way to stack dough
You prolly working day jobs and cleaning someone else's mess
So much stress ya got pain in ya chest
Well sit and take notes I got knowledge to throw
The only way to get by is stealing from the rich folk
They got the nice cars and ice
they pay the highest price just to gloat
Don't feel bad, they got a boat
First thing ya do is find a ballin ass crib
Ya gotta lotta options, take ya time, get it in
Ya betta do some diggin
And try to find a spot that's not hot
With limited the security and what not
Find out when they leave and when they come back
Rich fucks always got a tight schedule and all that
Now jack a cheap ass car that you can use for the boost
Better yet a set of stolen plates will do
Head to the gun shop, and use all the cash ya got
Once you got the heat, stash it under the seat
To be sure they ain't home, give the front door a knock
It's a rich dude's spot, so ya can't pick the lock
Instead of that, head to the back and find a window
Now put ya gloves on and punch it out like a bitch hoe
Next thing ya know, ya on the inside
But ya gotta be quick, set a timer for 5 and look alive
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now I'm finding it hard to breathe
Now scope out the first floor, look for nice shit
Wallets, keys, a watch anything you can get
Check the house for false floors, cameras and trap doors
Everything you see here tonight is now yours
Find out where they sleep and check the sheets and flip the bed
Check the closets anywhere you think they keep the bread
But keep ya hand on the heat in case they come back
Don't be afraid to blast 'em or stab 'em in the back
Cause the only thing standing between you and the cash
Is a bitch ass rat who can't even act
Eventually you'll find more cheese than you can spend
Escape the way you came in and watch the robbery end
Now ya gotta act quick, and ditch the evidence
Dispose of all ya clothes and shit and blow up the whip
Figure out an alibi, maybe you was with a bitch
And she sucked your dick so good you passed out and didn't do shit
Or maybe you was driving down the street and fell asleep
Cause ya dickhead boss makin ya work all week
Whatever it is, stick with that shit until it ends
And don't tell anybody, not even ya closest friends
You'd be surprised how quick your homies hang ya out to dry
They lie cause they ain't get they piece of the pie
Well fuck all that, you earned every cent in the sack
Just go home and count ya stacks and never look back
It's Reid
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now I'm finding it hard to breathe
(I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now i'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now i'm finding it hard to breath)
Writer(s): Tanner Petulla
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