Robbery (Gone Wrong)

Ayy, yo, check it— We been plottin' this shit for like six months, man. Blueprints, burner phones, getaway whip... Tonight? We eatin'. Heh. Let's get this bread. So We pull up, black mask, all black, no plates, Whole crew in the whip, we ain't leavin' no trace, I got the floor plan, homie got the keys, Lil' bro on the lookout like, "Y'all got five minutes, please." We hit the lobby, everybody get down, Big-ass duffle bag, bout to clean out the town, "Where the vault at?" — "Down the hall, to the right," Cool, bet, we gon' be rich by the end of the night. I told my girl, "Keep the engine on, don't stall," She said, "Bitch, I got us," then she peeled off the call, We came for the cash, yeah, the motherfuckin' bread, Not a single damn dollar in this bitch? Wait— Hold up. Why the fuck is it smellin' like bleach? We came for the bank, came for the loot, Came for the cash, now we lookin' confused, Had the whole damn plan, had the whole damn crew, But the address on the paper said ........... We came for the bank, came for the bread, Now we standin' in a freezer like, "What the fuck is this?" Ain't no stacks, ain't no safe, ain't no gold in the room, Bro looked at the sign like— "Yo... we robbed the wrong fuckin' place." I kick open the door like, "Everybody freeze!" Whole room got quiet, but ain't nobody on their knees, "Where the money at? Where the fuck is the vault?" Lady at the desk said, "Uh... what kind of vault?" I answer, "The big one! With the cash! With the bags!" She looked at my homie, then she looked at the flags, "Sir... this is a fertility clinic." My boy dropped the gun like, "Oh, that's some bullshit." Wait— Fertility clinic? Hold the fuck up. Why the freezer got a hundred little cups? I grabbed one like, "Yo, what the fuck is this?" She responded, "That's a donor sample." "A DONOR WHAT?!" Man, we fucked up. Wrong address. Wrong building. Wrong motherfuckin' bank. We supposed to hit First National, But we hit First Genetic... We came for the bank, came for the loot, Came for the cash, now we lookin' confused, Had the whole damn plan, had the whole damn crew, But the address on the paper said ........... We came for the bank, came for the bread, Now we standin' in a freezer like, "What the fuck is this?" Ain't no stacks, ain't no safe, ain't no gold in the room, Bro looked at the sign like— "Yo... we robbed the wrong fuckin' place." Now we got five duffle bags full of mystery juice, Everybody lookin' at me like, "So what's the move?" I said, "Fuck it, we already here, take the shit and bounce," Homie said, "Take what? We can't sell this shit downtown!" Security pull up, now we runnin' through the hall, My girl in the getaway whip like, "Y'all stupid as fuck!" I yell, "Drive!" She yell, "WHAT DID Y'ALL ROB?!" I said, "I don't wanna talk about it, just floor that truck!" Now the cops on our ass, sirens in the rear, My homie check the map like, "Ohhh, shit, I see it clear." He said, "Bro... we were supposed to hit the bank across the street." I said, "You mean the building with the giant fuckin' BANK sign?!" "Yeah, i'ma kill this motherfucker when we get home." Six months plannin'. Blueprints. Burner phones. Getaway truck. And we robbed a sperm bank. Man... We ain't criminals. We just dumb as hell.