Wells Fargo

Bitches big boss, I put niggas on payroll This bitch bad as fuck but she really don't

get no say-so You might think you playin' me, I just lay

low and play slow Bitches C-O-O-T, I eat a blackout chopper

When I'm juggin' out in traffic, this Glock go where I go

Mr. Trappin' makin' happen, look like I hit the lotto

Only real niggas around me, a lil' bro standin' his barcode

I got all these racks on me, look like I left Wells Fargo

Trappin' like the mob, we lay shit down like Marlowe

Play with five, bitch, you get burned, we light shit up like Choco

Who on smoke, just left a deal of shit without no condo