Wells Fargo / Backroom remix lyrics

Yeah, I bet she ain't know it was us
We just put red on her face, blush
My b*tch don’t be doing those dates, cause
My b*tch only eat great, cousin
Got to tour an hour late, cousin
Got done with this sh*t, now it's straight bussin'
I’m only on yo case, hundred fifty
50, 50, 50, hundred
Oh oh straight, now im bussin'
Im on L, they don't want me because
I'm in the tour with this b*tch, we gon f*ck
Need me so much drip, man I need me a bucket
Gang, I ain't supposed to be in here fussin'
You went one round with that b*tch, she ain't buss yet

Damn, whole lotta bricks, whole lotta
I'm with the mob, I do not [?]
These b*tches wanna [?] gimme dat bob
You ain’t еven hear me walk in thе crib, I got sauce
You ain’t even from the G, n*ggas smoke on that blunt
Ain't no hitting me up, I flew out the lamb, blew out the trunk
I don’t want yo say-so, get me numb
I get my pocket so [?]
That sh*t gotta blue
Somehow, a b*tch sit on my di*k
She picking me up like [?]
She leaking me all of her nudes
Yeah, I'm tryna get in there
I'm tryna get in there
I'm bringing her in here
She put that sh*t on me, I had to give her attention
She wanna buss it on me, I just got in here off a mention
I’m front seat, at the Piston (Game)
Ain't no lag in a Piston
I got Chrome, everybody heart broke
You can't see it at this time, It's too dark tho
Uhh, what happened to your Wells Fargo
I go wherever your car go
He got so many pockets like cargo
DMV plug, hit up like straight largo
[?] lil' bro put a [?]
b*tch ass fat got me a lil heartnumb
Shoot at this b*tch, thinking I'm Harden?
Wanted drip, so I took her to Marni
"Damn you wearing them hoes, they Marni?"
And my cup the whole color of Barney