I'm in the thick of it, the gang is feelin' low We’re runnin' from the Pinkertons, they follow where I go Them boys don’t know nothin’ 'bout the gang or our dough They can meet me in the city when we rob another store Dutch van der Linde, he is the GOAT Yeah, he’s my boah, got me runnin' 'round From the West to Illinois, we came from Valentine But I heard Milton's voice, them boys are waiting for me We ain’t got a choice Whoa-oh, this is how the plan just goes Whoa-oh, I guess this is how the plan just goes From the gang, to the train, to the boat, to the pain Where's Tahiti? Like Houdini, I can't find a single grain These bad plans, Dutch, you're breakin' my heart I should have known that there wasn't any money from the start New day, same game, Micah plays in Dutch’s head Blackwater was a slaughter, we was tryna get that bread Dutch I know that we been through some hard times But there’s a rat, I know he’s tryna get what’s mine Whoa-oh, this is how the plan just goes Whoa-oh, I guess this is how the plan just goes Highway to hell, if you can’t tell, that’s where we go I got my brain ate, but I got enough to know Gang ain’t the same and Dutch seeing that it’s so Left me for dead, but my redemption’s comin’ slow Yeah, I know Arthur’s gonna save me Hope he don’t blame me In the think of it this is how the plan just go I'm in the thick of it, the gang is feelin' low We’re runnin' from the Pinkertons, they follow where I go Them boys don’t know nothin’ 'bout the gang or our dough They can meet me in the city when we rob another store Whoa-oh, this is how the plan just goes Whoa-oh, I guess this is how the plan just goes