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; off we drive
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 

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one 

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 fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight
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 cop is
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented 

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool 

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!