Me and Fast got the
gats, we're out to
rob a bank
We got Steve outside
carrying a full pack
Now everything's cool
and everything's smooth
(Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller
I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot
with puckered up lips
and a wink that I
found cute and I said
baby, baby, baby
Is this some
Kharmic-Chi
love thing happening
here baby or what?
By that time Fast
tapped me with the 9
he said it was time
to blow, ya know
So out the door we go
Back to the ride with
Steve inside and alive
and off we drive
Soon I hurt my lower
lumbar you know we'll
never get far, riding
around in a stolen
police car
So we dropped it off
and piled in a Caddy
Steve was driving
because I had to
talk to my man
about something
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks
I don't give a f*ck
about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the
crowd and I'm still
standing up straight
So, we pull these jobs
to make a little money
No one gets hurt if
they don't act funny
On the way to the yacht
we almost got caught
Fast is shooting
mailboxes, not knowing
where the cops is, yeah
They're at the
Dunkin Donuts
Adjacent from the
Froman's whose
mailbox fast had
just exploded
They gave chase
but my man Steve's an
ace so we lost those
brothers with haste
We casted off and
along we went
off to Bermuda to an
island resort we rented
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks
Running around
robbing banks
All wacked off of
Scooby Snacks