Satan′s getting jealous of the wolves The demons say they preferring us Books on not giving a fuck, is what they referring us Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderous And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads While you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead Bodies, making red look less of a color more of a hobby I′m not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit And brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox Atta boy, Odd Future you're not in our category Torture with the super soaker at the asian liquor store This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours (Umbrella) I hate this, screaming fuck patience Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitian After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead goose She running around this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops Victim, victim, honey you're my fifth one Honey on that topping when I stuff you in my system Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome You got a fucking death wish, I′m a genie it′ll get done
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Writer(s): Tyler Okonma
Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, demons say they preferring usBooks on not giving a *****, well they referring us (Wolf Gang)Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderersAnd young enough to get the *****ing priest to come and flirt with usYou niggas rap about *****ing *****es and getting headInstead I rap about *****ing *****es and getting headsWhile you niggas stacking bread, I could stack a couple deadBodies, making red look less of a color more of a hobbyI'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racistI ***** *****es with no permission and tend to hate shitAnd brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matterAnd proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterboxAtta boy, Odd Future you're not in our categoryTorture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor storeThis the type of shit that make a Chris Brown wanna kick a whoreThat make songs about the wet blot when it rains and pours (Umbrella)I hate this, screaming ***** patienceGot a nigga shaking like the calmest *****ing HaitiansAfter chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate wentI wanna be the reasons why all lesbians hate dickI make this damn Bullwinkle a red mooseGame of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead gooseShe run around this mother*****ing dungeon, her legs looseUntil I accidentally get the saw to her head, oopsVictim, victim, honey you're my fifth oneHoney on that taco when I stuff you in my systemRape a pregnant ***** and tell my friends I had a threesomeYou got a *****ing death wish, I'm a genie it'll get doneNice to meet you but it's more pleasant to eat youWith a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup***** I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beacherBeat ya rubber more than the *****ing bottom of a sneakerJeeper the *****ing creeper, get your daughter and keep herIn the jeeps where the Wolf Gang ride around deeperTake her to Ladera now she's getting scared and you're embarrassedFilled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errandsPut her eyes in a canteen, take her to the BerricsStear her, Steve say it costs ten to ***** EricPut her in the lake her body seems greatNow it's time to fish her like DerekSatan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dustSnuff and sniffing out at Michael Jackson's tryna suck our dickHippopot the *****ing llamas, dead bodies should leave the squattersGave the team a bunch of *****ing bees and a Keke PalmerThey will never catch him or catch upThey asked me what it was I told them *****ers it was ketchupNutty like my chex mix, she bleeding from her rectumOdd Future wolves stirring ruckus throwing sets up, yepThis the type of shit that make children break in apartmentsWhen you tell a *****ing orphan you don't love 'em 'til they heart thinStarve her 'til I carve her then I shove her in the RoverWhere I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorderStore her in a portable freezer with me to PortlandCatch me with a bunch of *****ing Mexicans crossing the borderI be the only wetback who ain't really touched the waterCause I be too *****ing busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter (***** Mary)I'm awesome, and I ***** dolphinsSicker than a starving Nigerian kid's barfingOdd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvahWith your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twisterEvident that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dickI got these cracker doctors saying yeah Bob, this nigger's sickAnimal safari, if I offend you I'm sorryBecause I'm the blackest skinhead since India ArieI don't smoke weed so no need for the matchesSaid ***** coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashesPlan on either dying for suicide or my asthmaBeing the only bastard in a box logo casketRashes on my dick from licks from shishkabob SagetsIn some Kanye West glasses screaming out ***** faggotsCatch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dickDrop the beat here to make it extra climactic