Wells Fargo (with JID & EARTHGANG feat. Buddy & Guapdad 4000) - Interlude

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 in my way

My Lord, my Lord (Yes)

Please hand me the bazooka (Why, thank you)

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

No blood on the couch, please

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

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

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 BET's just so I'm hoppin' out (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

Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo

(Whatever I said, I don't know what I said, I don't give a fuck, ah)

Guns and broads, we need to get a whole car load

(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

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 fuck up the sheets, the airbnb, and fuck off the lease

Bitch, mind your bees, I need peace of mind

I beat meat, delete, then be leavin' fine, let's go

Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo

Got some broads, we need to get a whole car load

With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car show

Smoke a blunt and then she get up off my narcos

Nigga, it's just how you count it

It just depend on how you count it