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 muffins on it (my Lord)
 My Lord, pease hand me the bazooka (why, thank you)
 Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
 No blood on the couch, please (brah)
 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 hell 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
 Hit a shot of Hennessy just to wash it down
 All my white friends got me talkin' proper now
 I got the BET's deal 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
 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
 Roses is falling, the money is calling
 I'll pedal 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
 Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever
 Just tell 'em the teller better not make a move (hey)
 Skrrt-skrrt in a new thing
 Throw the cash 'til she get her 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 carload
 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