Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwitches

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

Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't a Fuck
Who about his daddy and a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you up, and truthfully I had enough
And rolling papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)
of shit, like I ate that John
Come on kids, fuck that and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those with dads and mom
With nice homes, one K's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks got to that we ain't taking no shit
Like Ellen 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 throwing fingers out "fuck you"
I got ten of Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be
'preme hat the color of a with leprosy
I'm fucking it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in ninety six
fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty dick inside her you
The Wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
And showing you and yours breaking rules is fucking cool again
I'm going harder than a midget jumping me
Chronic youth, I'm shoving wraps in bitches ovaries
Punches to the where that bastard kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I want ho to know it's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wang
the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, six crew
It's the Wolf Gang, Wang
Wolf Gang kill

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

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

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

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