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Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me
Fuck you I made Odd Future for?
To wear fucking and make good decisions?
Fuck that nigga, Wolf

Who the fuck Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck
Who cries his daddy and a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you up, and truthfully I had enough
And fuck papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, I ate that John
Come on kids, fuck class and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill kids with dads and mom
With nice homes, one K's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks got to learn we ain't taking no shit
Like Degeneres clitoris is playing with dick
I'm jealous as shit, 'cause I ain't got no home meal to to
So, if you do, I'm fingers out screaming "fuck you"
I got ten of these
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I be Jeffery
'preme hat the color of a leprechaun leprosy
I'm fucking 'bout it, 'bout it, I'm Master P in ninety six
It's fucking immaculate, the way daughter smacking dicks
she hasn't taked the nasty dick inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is fucking up the again
And showing you and yours breaking rules is fucking cool again
I'm going than a midget jumping over me
Chronic youth, I'm shoving blunt wraps in ovaries
Punches to the stomach where that kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I want that ho to know me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Wolf Gang, Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wang
the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, six crew
the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
Wolf Gang them

My love is gone for you mommy, you ride in hearses
I'm sick in the dumb bitch, can you nurse this?
You me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
you smoke a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they and the shit ain't even worth it
In the choir, whores and liars, and the dirt, bitch
You me God was the answer
When I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the
I'm in triangles, looking for my angel
Kill me a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle
six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking now
I'll push this fucking pregnant into a hydrant stuck in the ground
I step through the stomach, replace the with some fucking pounds
"My baby shoot bricks, the nigga also shoot rounds"
if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks
I'm right back in it yummy and her mildew stank

Free Earl, the fucking shit
And if you disagree, suck a pimple-covered dicks
Um, Wolf Gang, that's the clique
Golf kill them all nigga, triple six
Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them bitches
We don't need y'all, The who we really fucking with, bitch

And we don't fucking make horror-core, you fucking
Listen deeper than the before you put it in a box