Sandwitches (Explicit)

Sandwitches (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator/Hodgy Beats

Ni**a had the f**king nerve to call me immature

F**k you think I made Odd Future for

To wear f**king suits and make good decisions

F**k that ni**a, Wolf Gang

Who the f**k invited Mr.

I Don't Give a f**k

Who cries about his daddy

And a blog because his music sucks

Well, you f**king up,

And truthfully I had enough

And f**k rolling papers,

I'm a rebel

I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)

Full of sh*t, like I ate that John

Come on kids, f**k that class

And hit that bong

Let's buy guns and kill

Those kids with dads and mom

With nice homes, 41 k's,

And nice a** lawns

Those privileged f**ks got to learn that

We ain't taking no sh*t

Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is

Playing with dick

I'm jealous as sh*t,

Cause I ain't got no home meal to come to

So, if you do,

I'm throwing fingers out screaming "f**k you"

I got ten of these Kennedy's

Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm,

I would be Jeffery

Preme hat the color of

A leprechaun with leprosy

I'm f**king about it, about it,

Like I'm Master P in 96

It's f**king immaculate,

The way your daughter smacking dicks

Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty

Dick inside her alley you

The Golf Wang hooligans,

Is f**king up the school again

And showing you and yours

That breaking rules is f**king cool again

I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me

Chronic youth,

I'm shoving blunt wraps in f**kes ovaries

Punches to the stomach

Where that bastard kid supposed to be

F**k a mask,

I want that ho to know It's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, It's the Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Wolf Gang, triple six crew

It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang

Wolf Gang kill them

My love is gone for you mommy,

You could ride in hearses

I'm sick in the brain dumb b**ch,

Can you nurse this?

You told me life would never, ever,

Ever get this perfect

Then you smoke a J of w**d,

And take his kids to the churches

Uh, f**k church, they singing

And the sh*t ain't even worth it

In the choir, whores and liars,

Scumbags and the dirt, b**ch

You told me God was the answer

When I ask him for sh*t,

I get no answer, so God is the cancer

I'm stuck in triangles,

Looking for my angel

Kill me with a chainsaw,

And let my balls dangle

Triple six is my number,

You can get it off my Tumblr

Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, It's the Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Wolf Gang, triple six crew

It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang

Wolf Gang kill them

It was hilarious, well it ain't

F**king funny now

I'll push this f**king pregnant clown into

A hydrant stuck in the ground

I step through the stomach,

Replace the baby with some f**king pounds

"My baby daddy shoot bricks,

The ni**a also shoot rounds"

Cause if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I'm right back in it dead yummy

And her mildew stank

Free Earl, that's the f**king sh*t

And if you disagree,

Suck a couple pimple covered dicks

Um, Wolf Gang, that's the f**king clique

Golf Wang kill them all ni**a, triple six

F**k two d**e boyz, all them niggas f**kes

We don't need y'all,

The Fader's who we really f**king with,

And we don't f**king make horrorcore,

You f**king idiots

Listen deeper than the music

Before you put it in a box

Wolf Gang