Cluu & Mtrsprt - Wells Fargo

I get the load
I get the cargo
Trappin' these boxes don't come with no barcode
This rocket got power pull up like I'm otto
I swing that chop just open the car door
Step on these niggas just like a cockroach
I got the bank
I got wells fargo
I got the bank
I got wells fargo
I got the bank
I got wells fargo

Trappin' exotic
My bitch she exotic
Ratchet Lil bitch gotta body
If she ain't have one I bought it
I want her head I want her noggin
If she ain't mine she got nottin'
Finna step on them boys i was plotting
Finna pick on them niggas like cotton
Aint passing the blick I ain't stockton
Get board rodman
I want it I'm copping
If it's smoke ain't stopping
Bodies dropping
Trending topic
Got big bank deposits
All rats must die tekashi
Bad hoe feed me hibachi
Got the key to the streets no locksmith
I just rolled up in a rari
Streets is a jungle safari
Got 400 shots in the car I ain't doing no drive bys young nigga just parking
Don't care who you is if you with them Lil niggas when I slide I swear you becoming a target
If it's smoke with young cluu I ain't letting you eat all yo people they starving

Slap the beef on the grill like a barbecue
I just get high like a martian do
Me going out sad that's impossible
Put the boy in a box like a lunchable
Nigga I'm shooting not punching you
You kicking shit I pull up and start punting you
The streets is a jungle zoobamafoo
I just got me a check ima thumb it thru
Exotic weed it's funky
Dropped out of school i was flunking
I ball everyday no dunking
Bitch want money she whining
Pick her up when we fuck like she tiny
Shoot a nigga then go and recline
I got bank how you do it from grinding
Put this shit in they face to they blind

Written by:
E'stevan Ashe

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