Wells Fargo
Dreamville, EarthGang, J.I.D, Buddy, Guapdad 4000
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Excuse me, sir Yes, your Grace Is that my flamethrower beside you? (Why it is) Please, sir, pass it this way Can you hand me that pistol over there? Please don't get nothing on it (my Lord, my Lord) (Yes) please hand me the bazooka (why, thank you) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (haha) No blood on the couch, please (brrah) Please, no blood on the couch (Yes) sir, you got blood on the couch Can you hand me that machine gun? Sir, damn you, yeah Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos Father God in heaven above I come to you as humbly as I know how Off hella the drugs and I'm out of my mind In the meantime, I'ma just smoke this loud Put this shit on my tongue and this shit'll dissolve Get a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down All my white friends call me talkin' proper now I got the beat changed up so I'm hot for now (yeah) He without sin cast the first stone Told my nigga with the gun he can run in your home One dome shot, niggas'll never look at him wrong again Oh my God, oh my God, on this lick In the car twisted, come here, lil' bitch Suck on my dick, some of the fun under your sister Come, come, give me some, tongue, tongue, get it done Young fun, yum, yum, yum, I'm twisted (yeah) Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo (I said, I don't give a f*ck, ah) Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload (you gettin' this? You recording this?) With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show (are you getting this?) Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos (woo, yo) Vulture just fall in the money It's calling, I'm callin' forever and ever to you Taking the boxes of chocolate I'll send 'em out, ship 'em out, get 'em delivered to you Baby, whatever, just come on Just hop in and get in the car and we go and get boof Stragglers is off and they fallin' Whatever, just tell 'em to tell 'em better not make a move (hey) Skrrt skrrt in a new thing Throw the cash and she gettin' Raekwon like the Wu-Tang I think I deserve me a Mulsanne Me, you, and two or three hoes should do the group thing Just don't f*ck up the sheets, the Airbnb, and f*ck off the lease Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go (yeah, ahh) Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo Got some broads, we need to get a whole carload With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos, woo Nigga, it's just how you count it It just depend on how you count it
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Written by: Akeem Douglas Hayes, Destin Route, Eric Dan, John Welch, Olu Fann, Simmie Sims, Tyler Mason
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