Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwitches

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

Who the fuck invited Mr. I Give a Fuck
Who cries about his daddy and a blog his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully I had
And rolling papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, like I ate that
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit bong
Let's buy and kill those kids with dads and mom
nice homes, forty one K's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we taking no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playing dick
I'm as shit, 'cause I ain't got no home meal to come 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
hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
I'm fucking 'bout it, it, like I'm Master P in ninety six
It's immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty dick her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is up the school again
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is cool again
I'm going than a midget jumping over me
Chronic youth, I'm shoving blunt in bitches ovaries
Punches to the stomach where that kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I want that ho to it's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf
It's the Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, triple six
the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
Wolf kill them

My love is gone for you mommy, you could in hearses
I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse
You told me life never, ever, ever get this perfect
Then you smoke a J of weed, and take his 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
I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer
I'm in triangles, looking for my angel
me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle
Triple six is my number, you can get it off my

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

Earl, that's the fucking shit
And if you disagree, suck a couple dicks
Um, Wolf Gang, that's the fucking
Wang 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 music you put it in a box