Hands in the air it’s stick up, stick up

No funny business or you’ll blicked up, blicked up

You test I, You gonna die

Dancing at your funeral and I’m not gonna cry

So motherfucker hit the floor, get low

And clerks open the cash drawers slow

So if you don’t wanna end up dead

You’ll do everything The King said

So stay on the ground it’s stick up, stick up

Give up your wallets and jewels we’ll pick up, pick up

Unload the cash, move your ass

We getting money, aint shit funny