Ski Mask And A .45 Songtext

This is a hold up, don't anyone move
I need some money, I'm missing some screws
I'll take what's yours, your life is mine
.44 ski mask and a .45
You're not going home, not without a bag
A greeting to you, a .44 mag
You mean nothing to me but you are my fix
You pray to God, right, then I'm him

Violent man with violent plans