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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 Yes
Please hand me the bazooka Why, thank you
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Haha
No blood on the couch, please Brrah
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

Chorus: Buddy, JID, Johnny Venus, & Guapdad 4000
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call 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

Verse 1: Buddy & JID
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 got me talkin' proper now
I got the BET's deal so I'm hot for now Yeah

Verse 2: JID
He without sin cast the first stone
To a nigga with a gun that 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

Chorus: Buddy, JID, Johnny Venus, & Guapdad 4000
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
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
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 Woo, yeah

Verse 3: Johnny Venus & Guapdad 4000
Roses is falling, the money is calling, I'll pedal forever and ever to you
TEC in the boxes of chocolate, I'll send 'em, I'll ship 'em, I'll get 'em delivered to you
Baby, whatever, just come on, just hop in the getaway car and we'll go and get food
Sky is dissolving or falling, whatever, just tell 'em the teller better not make a move Hey

Verse 4: Guapdad 4000
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

Chorus: Buddy, JID, Johnny Venus, & Guapdad 4000
Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call 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 Woo

Outro: Johnny Venus
Nigga, it's just how you count it
It just depend on how you count it