[Verse 1: Sweatshirt] It's the of the litter Mobbin' in the woods with six other niggers Yellin' at the trees like hey, hi I'm Life Litter's official stripe Dig this, get a shovel and strike sisters And kick them when the handle starts diggin' in my Sick, cynical, spitter So I kick rhymes, my victims die quicker I'm broke, no cheese, my cracker Snort third verse of Pidgeons, I'll you a dope rapper I'll shit on a with no bladder Then throw it in his eyes to show him he matter The night creeper in a nice Jeep Here three white divas who snort and like penis I'm hotter than at least heaters In the middle of the summer with a sleeved beater bred degenerate, gentleman Little Aryan nigga with hairy for dinner It's Wolf Gang, triple six, niggas on simple shit I'm on a fuckin' spree burnin' bodies in a whip Wolf Gang rad, no bum ass So since the fans laggin', now they're tryna come quick Ask from to Fax, they say fuck that shit We half African swaggin' of course we run shit
[Verse 2: G] I been sick, I was un-mixed and mastered Blastin' Bastard, fuck another rapper O.F. soldier, Bill, don't think I will But I'm a gunner for the like Tasker I'm the cream of the Officers in the trunk with six cops No way that stop, they'll arrest me after Fix the just to put me on screen like an actor Shit, no to tell me I know it's hot As where them bitches wear bikinis with polka-dots overly overkill, because my niggas know a lot About tapin' them, rapin' them, throw them overboard a yacht So now they probably hate me but why the fuck I'm here And you really should man up, there's no need to be sincere, Heard that you queer, why would you fuck with Wolves That'll leave you on the ground like rap career? So you don't it don't start none We're fuckin' Radical, Fuckin' Awesome Talked a lotta shit so for words at a loss Raised enough money just to get to kill my boss Now that's a fuckin' for hire her higher, light a fire, fuck my former supervisor I'm the truth, you're a liar, blue as clues, I Odd Future muthafucka, I'm your new