Sittin in a strip club, sippin on wine
Shorty all up on me, workin that grind
Stuffin 20 dollar bills in her G-string line
I'll be hittin that tonight like I'm hittin these rhymes
But all up in my face comes this punk-ass little G
Lookin for some action from the shorty with me
I get out of my seat and I flash him my piece
He tries to pull a shank so I blast him in the knee
And they called the police, but I called my homies
And we made the perfect getaway, the perfect getaway
Blazin down the freeway, goin 95
With a sawed-off shotty and my homies in side
Runnin low on gas and runnin low on time,
We pull off of the freeway to find another ride
We find a busy street and we pull the car aside
I get out and point the shotty at the people drivin by
One of them stops and I say "you're gonna die"
He takes off runnin so we get inside and drive
Now we're on the run, on the run, on the run
It's only just begun, just begun, just begun
Now it's 3 AM and we've ditched the cops
Crossin state lines and we're never gonna stop
Till a homie ridin with us starts having second thoughts
He thinks we should surrender cause he thinks we'll get caught
We tell him hell no and keep the pedal to the floor
He's lookin more suspicious than he ever has before
He whips out a badge and a magnum 44
We grab that undercover pig and kick him out the door
Intimate DIY indie situated at the intersection of pop, soul, and R&B, tackling themes of life, loss, and personal growth. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 19, 2023