Sandwitches

Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

<Intro: Tyler>

******** had the *******ing nerve to call me immature

******* you think I made Odd Future for?

To wear *******ing suits and make good decisions?

******* that ********, Wolf Gang

<Verse 1: Tyler>

Who the ******* invited Mr. I Don't Give a *******

Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)

Well, you *******ing up, and truthfully I had enough

And ******* rolling papers, I'm a rebel, *******, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)

Full of *******, like I ate that john

Come on kids, ******* that class and hit that bong

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

With nice homes, 41k's, and nice ass lawns

Those privileged *******s got to learn that we ain't taking no *******

Like Ellen DeGeneres ******** is playing with *******

I'm jealous as *******, cause I ain't got no home meal to come to

So, if you do, I'm throwing fingers out screaming "******* 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 *******ing 'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in '96

It's *******ing immaculate, the way your daughter smacking *******s

Surprised she hasn't taken gymnastic ******* inside her alley oop

The Golf Wang hooligans, is *******ing up the school again

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is *******ing cool again

I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me

Chronic youth, I'm shoving blunt wraps in ******* ovaries

Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid supposed to be

******* a mask, I want that ho to know it's me, ugh

<Chorus>

Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Wolf 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

<Verse 2: Hodgy>

My love is gone for you mami, you could ride in hearses

I'm sick in the brain dumb *******, can you nurse this?

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Then you smoke a J of ****, and take his kids to the churches

Uh, ******* church, they singing and the ******* ain't even worth it

In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt, *******

You told me God was the answer

When I ask him for *******, 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 ******* dangle

Triple six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

<Chorus>

Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Wolf 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

<Verse 3: Hodgy>

It was hilarious, well it ain't *******ing funny now

I'll push this *******ing pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some *******ing pounds

"My baby daddy shoot bricks, the ******** also shoot rounds"

Cause if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

<Tyler>

Free Earl, that's the *******ing *******

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered *******s

Um, Wolf Gang, that's the *******ing clique

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

******* 2*******Boyz, all them ********s *******

We don't need y'all, The Fader's who we really *******ing with, *******

<Outro>

And we don't *******ing make horrorcore, you *******ing idiots

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, Wolf Gang