Wells Fargo (Wav) - Northcoast C9

Ayo keep back Child of God you dealin' with ya' heard Y'all countin' the bag down here on earth I got the bag in Heaven So watch ya' mouth Talk to me nice God Always Gettin' that green on go Me and my slatt we glow Gotta' get to that bag I'm talking that wells fargo Cool chain wit' the ice that's snow Bust down go brrrr that's cold Only here 'cuz of Big God though Only here 'cuz of Big God though Me and my brudda we doing the dash And we doing it fast What is you talking 'bout we not the best Y'all just hating it's looking real bad I be crying y'all going out sad I can't do that man I'm tryna live Y'all be boring y'all wearing some plaid Take out the trash This that gas yeah Gettin' richer than these racks yeah Gettin' richer in the faith yeah Gettin' richer in the casket To live for Christ to die is gain You cannot touch me 'cuz his name Since the womb I ain't never been playin' Since the tomb I ain't never been the same Went to the well and got me some water Smokin' the pot ignoring the potter Look it ain't cool getting so hotter Not for money yeah I'm for the father MvkeyyJ A3 You cannot play me This is what we doing Wells fargo we moving Gettin' that green on go Me and my slatt we glow Gotta' get to that bag I'm talking that wells fargo Cool chain wit' the ice that's snow Bust down go brrrr that's cold Only here 'cuz of Big God though Only here 'cuz of Big God though From the sundown To the sun up You tryna' cash out Then throw yo' dubs up From the east side To the under You tryna' cash out Then throw yo' dubs up Back again They mad again I took my time I was practicin' Doubled the price now I'm travelin' God made a plan ain't no cancelin' I'm heaven set It's evident Don't try to clean up the evidence We had to come through and jump the fence I had to make sure we meet the ends I'mma pull up from the logo I don't mess around I'm on go I was down you was a no show That's what allowed me to grow Spirit on me never dolo I gotta' watch for the foes Gettin' my daily bread ain't talkin' 'bout toast Ain't talkin' 'bout dough Gettin' that green on go Me and my slatt we glow Gotta' get to that bag I'm talking that wells fargo Cool chain wit' the ice that's snow Bust down go brrrr that's cold Only here 'cuz of Big God though Only here 'cuz of Big God though From the sundown To the sun up You tryna' cash out Then throw yo' dubs up From the east side To the under You tryna' cash out Then throw yo' dubs up

Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair Talkin' to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company Well, you know I could never be alone Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail Say it with dead flowers in my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave End