(Bounce x 2
All the bitches, Just pull your motha' fuckin' shirt down
I just wanna' see some titties, Ya know what I'm sayin
Yeah
Left Brain, on the beat
Shout out to my nigga Juicy cuh')
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
We been buzzin', been buzzin' (ugh)
Niggas claim they OG (Wolf Gang!)
We still young and still humble (ugh)
Don't make me go back to the old me
I hold heat, breed cold feet, niggas deceased (brrooop)
I figured that treat, trickin' like a religion
Livin' without a wisdom, eternal forbidden in prison unforgiven (If I fuckin' say, that I live it)
I'm ridin' on the motha' fuckin' pavement
Bout' to get sued, I ain't worried about a fucking payment
I'm layin' flow like concrete, writing on a segment
I ain't in high school no more, nigga stuck in pretense
Bounce x 2
All the bitches, Just pull your motha' fuckin' shirt down
I just wanna' see some titties, Ya know what I'm sayin
Yeah
Left Brain, on the beat
Shout out to my nigga Juicy cuh')
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
We been buzzin', been buzzin' (ugh)
Niggas claim they OG (Wolf Gang! )
We still young and still humble (ugh)
Don't make me go back to the old me
I hold heat, breed cold feet, niggas deceased (brrooop)
I figured that treat, trickin' like a religion
Livin' without a wisdom, eternal forbidden in prison unforgiven (If I fuckin' say, that I live it)
I'm ridin' on the motha' fuckin' pavement
Bout' to get sued, I ain't worried about a fucking payment
I'm layin' flow like concrete, writing on a segment
I ain't in high school no more, nigga stuck in pretense
[Verse 1:]
Uh-huh, I know you like this one
I'm strappin' on the magnum, I ain't tryna have kids, huh
I'm 19 and my pockets like an old man
And you a golden girl fuckin' with a gold man
The world shivers has you hold on to my cold hand
Strip tease please like I don't know how to slow dance
Single dollars being thrown from the back
I got that white girl, if you skinny and you black
Backshot, mascot, hair longer than Rapunzel
And she be rollin' up my trees from the jungle
To top it off she call me Daddy
Playin' a game of nine holes, golf clubs and the caddy
[Hook:]
Broads and panty hoes in the strip club
There so many hoes in the strip club
Takin' off they clothes in the strip club
Knees touchin' elbow in the strip club
(Drop that ass fast, pick it up slow
I do it for the show, girl you do it for the dough)
[Verse 2:]
I'm realistic and hella up-hillarific
There is no concealin' this shit, she is ready to fuckin' peel bitch
On some G shit, kush and G strings
And stayin' true to only about three things
Get money, kill 'em all, Wolf Gang nigga
Luxurious just like that Wood Grain nigga
I pack a lot I got a wood brain nigga
Try and keep her with my team but she would sprang, nigga
Me and Left Brain are in the strip club
Next to showers of bitches like we're inside a big tub
Uhh, I'm tryna get my dick sucked
Put my sportin' goods down so you could pick a dick up
Shit, what am I pose? You want boss and the clothes
With no drawers, just for less like Ross
[Verse 1:]
Pour my lyrics in your cup, it's glass warming
Roll up six dutches, yo I got a half on me
I'm like a dinosaur, spikes in my back, bony
When I get out the streets, I ain't going back
Homie, real mo', you know it's real in the battlefield
Money first, beef last, I could make the cattle yell
It's been so hard for me, I can't conclude how to feel
Bringing snakes to the grass, to the cage if they rattle, kill
I'm competitive, beating you competitors
No time to settle in, my focus is irregular
Approach the game, stepping up, stand my ground, set it up
I'm an odd character, someone you've never met before
See me through your eyes, you see me through the skies
Even Left Brain and Ace Creator splitting beef pie
We high, almost like we fly cause we fly
We run LA, watch me speed by
[Hook:]
I rock-rock (Roll over)
I rock-rock (Roll over)
Rock-rock like a rolling stone
[Verse 2:]
Knock-knock, the block's hot, the cop's out
Rollin, rock-rock, my cock's out
And can you take it, guess where I lunge out
When you step into the linen get the lines punched out
I must be fair, can't eat with a closed mouth
Can't make it home if you sleeping in the ho's house
Eating all the ho's food, slouching on the ho's couch
She bout to trickin you know what them hoes about
When she see you in the bend she gone go and tell her friends
Now her friends fucking with you cause they want to get it in
If she come up on the cash, they got split it in thirds
They dig so deep in your pockets you can't put it in words
I don't receive cause your off for ever's going after my cheddar
Attitude is whatever for ever twenty more pleather
I got a fuck 'em all tee with a fuck 'em all gesture
And I don't give, never
[Hook]
[Outro: Left Brain]
Odd Future rocks, Hodgy Beats rocks
Left Brain rocks, Jimmi Hendrix rocks
Michael Jackson rocks, Santana rocks
Di Meola rocks, Quasimoto rocks
OutKast rocks, Snoop Dogg rocks
The whole West coast rocks
Rock, yeah, rock, roll
Roll, roll a blunt, yeah
Left Brain niggas mothafucking bitch
[Intro:]
Oh, oh, slow down, ha-ha
Left Brain is a beast, ain't he?
[Verse 1:]
Can all my sexy ladies wave your hands right here?
This track is peanut butter, so we jam right here
I'm flirting with you in your ear, and your man's right here
Plotting on how I'm gonna do these fucking skins right here
Fellas get them hands higher, smoke them grams right here
Model chicks walking by and it's your chance right here
Confidence is a reality, your friends might fear
But I'm coming out this club with some twins, my dear
And we headed to the club where we can smoke right here
Got the girls, got the Henny, got the coke right here
Now she calling me her baby like I'm in a high chair
I swear, I fear not a thing right here
[Hook:]
I kick rhymes all the time, I get high all the time
Can't nobody stop the vibe that I'm feeling right here
Bitch, dimes on the grind, you can't cop it for the nine
Can't nobody stop the tribe and how we living right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
And can't nobody stop the vibe that I'm feeling right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
Can't nobody stop the tribe and how we living right here
[Verse 2:]
How you feel about me caressing your breasts? Lesson after lesson
Like an adolescent that constantly getting in trouble
That bad ass need a whooping, whoopie cushion belt pushing
With the wolve in his nature, group huddles?
The kush is in the jar and the blunts are in the car
Blow Indian Indica cause like Jafar we be who we are
And we do what we does cause we does what we do
Spark the weed, Pikachu, pizza, booze, we can chew
And drink the same time and think the same mind
Mental telepathy, leprosy, letting C, running through
My legs and feet, walking what we preach
We don't gotta teach, just put one in the air, my dear
I swear, it's hundred percent everything right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
And can't nobody stop the vibe that I'm feeling right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
Can't nobody stop the tribe and how we living right here
[x2]
[Hook:]
I kick rhymes all the time, I get high all the time
Can't nobody stop the vibe that I'm feeling right here
Bitch, dimes on the grind, you can't cop it for the nine
Can't nobody stop the tribe and how we living right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
And can't nobody stop the vibe that I'm feeling right here
And we rolling, we rolling, we smoke and blow
[Intro:]
We in the studio
I said, we in the studio
Is this mic on? Check, check
[Verse 1:]
I'm thankful for my position I was given in life
Cause I know some people livin' who ain't livin' this life
Read about starved children who ain't eatin' this right
Drug lords declare war, sellin' cheaper the price
Stuntin' dummy drug money, yeah them sneakers is nice
Get your swag from the black sellin' back to the white
Niggas can't get a job, so we self-employed
If the coppers come a-knockin', we gon' help that boy
Bail money, welcome back home out of jail money
White girl pale money, sunny when we sell money
See seashell money, we sell money
Rain, hail money, heaven what the hell money
Dusty paper, stale money, I thought they restricted it
Did for most people but we out here gettin' it
[Hook:]
Put your hands under her dress, we get the feelin' that she's faded
And she's willin' screamin' Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
Villain wolves screamin' kill them all, fuck 'em all
And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here
Ho, you too, you ain't special, Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck 'em all
[Verse 2:]
She handles herself a classic
She got a nice ass but she can't run no games on me
She claim to like the stores and the clothes
Jeans bleached with the holes, but she can't get my bank homie
Too smart is no good, if she smart for no good
It's so good, she can't flaunt her thing on me
She can be full of swag, drive a Jag
Poppin' tags on the Ave but she can't get her cake from me
That sounded like the hook I threw at her in the Swagger I rode in
Said she came to feel me in, when she really came to fill me in
Like baby what's the deal with it? Seem to be attracted
By the fiancee and finance that no wifey concealin' it
Dealin' with life's shuffle, then fold
Dippin' with the duffles I hold, if we are a couple, let's go
To the place where we lead in the life to some sleep
Bring the pipe, blow the weed, punchlines to be received
[Hook:]
Put your hands under her dress, we get the feelin' that she's faded
And she's willin' screamin' Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off
The sex, it turns to children, then the children turn to villains
Villain wolves screamin' kill them all, fuck 'em all
And that go for anybody that come around here, that ain't from around here
[Hodgy Beats:]
Uh, it's a Monday night, I'm comin' home like it's Friday
Live everyday high, burnin' Kush on the highway
On my way to Rico to make a final in the mornin'
Forgettin' to study up for my final in the mornin', fuck it
It's only a final and plus it's borin', however
Tyler's back hittin' spinals when the chords end
Skeleton elephant golden elements bezelin'
We spit because we're sick and irrelevant to you relevant
I'm comin' down but not from my high
I should live in a plane, shit I feel that fly
It's a bird in the clouds and the sky's a plain
Nah ho, squash quote, it's that gal Mary Jane
She wants to retreat from this packed Swisher Sweet
The taste of it is regular, she make the Swisher sweet
From time to time I gotta dish her kief
Cause when she in agreement wanna leave, I let her leaf
[Hook:]
I see the world, it's in my hands
I see these girls, two of 'em in my plans
Take a dose of my primo emo kilograms
Let's boogie
Hip hop, whassup
[Verse 1:]
So, me and my crew decide to hit up a party
When we got to the joint it had already started
I had some food with me from Boston Market
Save for after Mary Jane because I already sparked it
Then we parked the car, as I opened the door
Some honeys in the driveway passed out on the floor
It's a mixed-race crowd, everybody's segregatin'
I can't dance cause all these people steady hatin'
I'm a groove cause I'm smooth, I be doing my thing
But I hate being around when niggas wanna bang
Then the fight break out and it's one of them gangs
Acting like they manufactured, identical, the same
Niggas can't fight and revert to the flame
Blew his brains out from not using his brain
It's so insane how we put ourselves to shame
If the government could, they'd have all us niggas detained
[Hook:]
Life is but a dream and I'm high
These haters on a lower level nigga I'm high
These hoes be tryna roll but baby I'm high
These niggas tryna smoke it but I'm already high
Is you high? (Now roll it up)
Cause I'm high (I light it up)
And he high (I take a puff)
And she shy (Let's snort a sniff)
And we high (I shoot it up)
And we high (Let's take a sip)
And we high (Cause we high)
And we high (Wait, what happened next?)
[Verse 2:]
He got a '96 Volvo, it's the year of '96
Slangin' out his trunk, he had about 90 kicks
Bought a MPC which had about 90 kicks
Flipped the drug money for studio, composed 90 hits
He wanted it all, he's an almighty kid
Got a girl, chasin' girls, such a greedy grimy kid
Stole from his family, rockin' all the hand-me's
Always got his hand out, can't somebody hand me
My childhood back cause I'm runnin' on the line
And the line's runnin' flat but my rhyme's soundin' fat
So I'll survive off that, born and raised in the trap
It's a rap when I rap so it's a wrap
Piggie in a blanket, house arrest flow
Like the brace around my anklet, fundraiser spirit
Welcome to my fucking banquet, well it costs to be a boss
So don't think I don't pay shit, if it's odd it don't make sense
I'm in the middle of the money like Malcolm
Because I work hard, working hard is how come
I don't be focused on the outcome
Cause I'm the bullets cocked and your child out
[Hook:]
Go to high school going to college I'm high
Getting my education expectations so high
Head's in the clouds with Mellowhype rollin' by
Burger in my bag with a large extra fry
Cause I'm high (Roll it up)
And he high (We lit it up)
And we high (Oh, we smoked it up)
And she shy (Bitch, let's take a sniff)
But she bi (We took a stiff)
Oh my God (Wait, what the fuck?)
She like girls (Oh, shit)
[Intro:]
Good fuckin' mornin', nigga
Wake the fuck up, it's four o'clock man, come on
[Verse 1:]
Pigs raid my crib, I'm feelin' like Fred Hampton
I got firearms under my mattress, campin'
Yo, I'm from the ghetto where there's special enhancements
Niggas begin to shootin' don't get second chances
Banana clips conceal weaps, hit 'em 'til they feel sweat
Beat these predator United States, bitch I'm a real threat
Besides the drug movement, move with all the socially Socialists
And we hangin' by the rope and shit, we give each other hope like gifts
Though I'm a nigga with an attitude, drinkin'
Aimin' at your dude, scary, huh? Your bladder fooled
Hinderant doctor, with a militant posture
Bearin' arms like an octo, smoke killa weed, killa Rasta
At the lamppost in Oakland next to Bob Seal
My heart don't beat, fuck the heart throb feel
I said, I said, my heart don't beat, fuck the heart throb feel
[Intrelude:]
It's not just you
I hate everybody, goddamn
[Verse 2:]
Man I tell 'em boys catch up, catch up, ketchup, ketchup
Odd Future Wolf Gun Gang put them tecs up
One shot, one kill, Tyrane never mess up
Take more than a fuckin' lie detector to fess up
Mustard, mustard, mustard, mayo
Odd Future Grand Gang music and the yayo
Anthrax packaged to the door in potato
Call me hammerhead cause I mash him like he Play-Doh
I'm a rat nigga, where the cheese at?
I'm goin' after stacks, nigga, where them G's at?
Matter fact, honey, where dem B's at?
And all them niggas with them A-B-C hats
I'm a take y'all back to school, you fuckin' dropout
Who work a fuckin' 9 to 5 just to cop out
I'm on the block nigga, not when the cops out
Keys open doors and you the mothafucka locked out
[Outro:]
Bitch, Wolf Gang, MellowHype, BlackenedWhite
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Get the scale, weed I got a grip for sale
Bitch I'm making chip off sales while sipping on White Zinfandael
Probably sipping still cause it is my favorite flavor
My beat wake the block up like "Hodgy Beats hates all his neighbors"
They call the po-po, I'm cocking back the fo'-fo'
The one man army, my automatic Rose Gold
Double O, subtract one numero from Seven
Taking niggas back to school like a bus ride for adolescence
Wolves plotting for their future like fucking investments
And I go so hard, that's why your bitch keep on caressing
Flat iron and pressing my VCR buttons
But this a DVD so you can watch it with your cousins
2010, bitch we get it in
Go ahead and tell your friends, I hope them bitches be twins
Doobies in Jacuzzi's, white bitches with big booties
I'm a pirate, going after them diamonds and them rubies
[Hook: Mike G]
I be like hello, play them corners like their cellos
It go crazy in the streets when the hype gets mellow
(I got my feet up, laid back, smoking on a haze sack
Sitting on a haystack, we go off like grenade caps)
Makeshift millions, knocking down your buildings
Know they fear me I'm a villain, stacking dollars to the ceiling
(I'm on the corner for you, judge me I'll destroy your lawyer
Outta Luckett like Letoya, Mellow one's to Hype to bore you)
[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
Girl you so sour but you're sweet like candy
Let's fuck in the forest, mother nature and Bambi
Balling like Camby, organic like cran' be
Glass house on a beach for when I want to get sandy
Everything is dandy, ask my nigga Handy
I take a strike in L.A. Lights like I'm dodging with Manny
Girls drop them panties, even their aunties... no grannies
Grandma, I'm leaking on the beat like a tampon
Fool, I'm spitting 'til my whole Odd Future camps on
We get our camp on, Jansport and Eddie Bauer
Stay fresh before hopping up in any shower
Death to haters tryna take minutes up off my hour
I got the hood with me, I'm the nigga with the power
Weed, cocaine, and the muthafuckin' Zannies
Me and Brain lurk together like a fucking family
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mike G]
I mastered this in Sessions I be last to hit
But my confidence brim, that means there's none after this
This rhyme spitting done turned me to a convict
I'm fucking sick, there's no resolution to this conflict
Well, death might be one
But there's no stopping these wolves, for your heads we come
I'm a rider, garage got motorbikes in it
They're confused, scratch their heads like there's fucking lice in it
Party hard, man it's Golden, have them hands foldin'
Mellow keep it rollin', that's how we stay Loaded
Like them fo'-fo's, they stay in them four-doors
Bitches watch when they go slow, we pimp them hoes that drive Rodeo's
And Volvo's, because they fuck with lame niggas
They ain't learn? Hatin' niggas won't make your chain bigger
You're comedy to me and crowds flee when your shit's on
[Intro: Left Brain]
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls
Thank you for comming out tonight to the Mellow fuckin Hype circus
Left Brain, Hodgy Beats, lions, tigers, bears and wolves
Hold on to your seats people
[Hodgy Beats:]
Mellow is the ocean, Hype like my nerves is
It's MellowHype in my ElephunkCircus
Music waiter I serve you like a clerk did
9 to 5 and I don't even like to work shifts
Hindu fires light the life of the party
On your mark get set go, get them engines started
Lions, tigers, monkeys locked away from the audience
Clowns running through the crowd fightin in their arguement
They keep splashin the water, even splashin your daughter
The wiplash caught her, the ballon cash cough-up
When you watch the room and balance on a tight rope
Your adrenaline pumps and gives you a tight throat
Canalope antalope antidote, white goats
Clowns paintin kids faces tellin them poilte jokes
As time blows over and the show's over
I'm ridin home with giraffes in my Ra-Rover
[Outro: Left Brain]
Oh shit, OF, Odd Future
Bitch
[?] through my precisions
I'm killing, lyrical villain
I'm higher, touchin' the ceilin'
I'm willing to fucking win this
I'm in this to finish niggas for dinner
[?] look out below to your temple (boom)
I call back, september, october, november, december
You faggots put on your jackets before it snow in the winter
Rookies and ginger cookies, going to school, playing hookey
[?] to overlook me
No contest, I arm wres, monster on his loch ness
[?] penis, hoochies hop up on my crotches
Spotless, fucking a conscious goddess
In the darkness, [?] is all set, I got this
Heartless, congress, condoms
Working on a topless [?]
The compass is directing, secting
I get carried away with the sexting, complexing
She's yours, I'm annexing
I got a gun (I cock it back)
I got a gun (betta wear your strap)
I got a gun (nigga, don't get clapped)
You better run (see it in my lap)
I got a gun (nigga, got my gun)
I got a gun (nigga, this shit fun)
I got a gun (I'm a kill that bitch)
You better run
Left brain is my lex luger, bitch I'm waka flocka
Over the stove, mixing music [?] pasta
Swag me the fuck out, I stash my dirty money at casey's house
Put my gold teeth in a vulture's mouth
120 degrees [?] pistol holster's pouch
Radness of warriors, jewlery store, glory whores
Bloody and lovely, wolf gang coyote ugly
I'm a wild animal, bitch, I can't be tamed
Or identified, or better, even named
And ho, that's a shame
Shoulda applied more effort in this game
Yeah, call me acronym jim, keep my beretta and my burgundy tim
Shoot that nigga, make sure he dead
Shoot that nigga, aim for his head
Kill that bitch and steal her purse
Call everybody here her phone
If that motherfucka works
Take that, bitch
[Sample: Tyler]
What the hell?
[Verse 1:]
I ain't been home in a week
Barely been to Pasadena since them San Fran streets
I stayed at night at the studio, I get no sleep
My passion for this music yo, it's far too deep
I rest for 3 hours a day, 4 and an half if I'm lucky
4: 45 in the mornin and I'm the only one up see
I'm all about the hustle, Hodgy 'bout his grind
And y'all no longer struggle once you make up your mind
I had up my mind and now I'm takin my time
Steady niggas takin from mine, I recordin out in space
Spendin time, lendin rhymes
Out and hand mixtapes to a fan giving and gettin grams
Odd Future shinin S.P.F. sunscreen
Needs to be applied to burn from sunbeams
Teach a lesson if haven't learned from one's schemes
Mankind wouldn't be realistic if no one dreamed, yeah
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
I got, I got (Anime on the screen)
I got, I got (Pen in hand, scripting dreams)
I got, I got (Rich man said to me
Just remember one thing
You'll never have time [x4])
[Verse 2:]
I knew it, mama I knew it
One wish every birthday candle before I blew it
Son carved the path out but I drew it, sicker than the flu
I'm on my stew shit, just let it simmer and brew
With no remembering you
We fall out in the winter
September, October, Novembering you
No contendor with you, I'm like tendering food
Zip-Lock marinated, cook it if you care to take it
There's time now to bake it, mama show me how you make it
Bring me to life with those icing covered knives
Single handedly raised us, sacrifice and had to fight for
Pages to raised us, lovers is what made us
Today trust we always got steel
I'll protect if I'm goin shot kill, I'm the star, twinkle twinkle
Thanks for every birthday you lit candels for cake sprinkles, uh
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
I got, I got (Anime on the screen)
I got, I got (Pen in hand, scripting dreams)
I got, I got (Rich man said to me
Just remember one thing
You'll never have time [x4])
Yo, yo what the fuck is an interlude anyway
What the fuck is an interlude for man what the hell
Do you need a fuckin interlude for man
[Intro:]
Where the fuck is MellowHype? MellowHype, MellowHype
Where is MellowHype? MellowHype, bitch
Where is MellowHype? MellowHype, BlackenedWhite, bitch
[Verse:]
I never think too hard, I always drink too hard
Pair of panties, two bottles nigga I floss they floor
Nigga pick up ya jaw, nigga hit up the law
Drop wolves, pop fools, leave him hit like he broke
You either witness or not, we tieing niggas like knots
Bloody nose full of snot, Odd Future gold and you rock
Over the stove and the pot, them bullet holes and you drop
64 low-low, full of holes getting cop
Uh, I'm off the chain consider a loose dog
I make it rain consider a new dog
Precipitation, condensation, conversations, obligations
Taking place when in the basement of hatred where Satan's waiting
For me to pull up the whip, swagger got an upper lip
Lesbians got it cause their chick around me cause I fuck they bitch
I ripping throught these speakers like I trip it to these speakers
Mascots and cheerleaders, ballers whistling they sneakers
George was worthy to ocean, Earl was shipping them coffins
Cause we selling that frost, that stone cold, that Steve Austin
You can't get this shit for free but you can get it for a fee
You can take her on a spree, finish up and bring her to me
Finish up bring her to me, we ain't going on a spree
I don't have to pay a fee cause bitch I get this shit for free
Difference between me and you, opposite maganets
See me I'm living straight while you taking turns fagging it
Left brother wanna take a drag from it
Inhale, exhale like a dragon bitch
Got a monkey in the cupboard like Aladin did
Get ya swag from me, then rap this shit
You shop at K Mart, I shop at AK Mart
I'm aimin at they heart nigga better duck if they smart
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Nigga this is BlackenedWhite
Nigga fuck the black and whites
I'm a strap my muthafuckin' bat and knife
Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right
Why the fuck the feds keep callin' us?
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Bitch I'm smokin' OG, premeditated OC
Organized crime, I kill your boss
SK for dinner and forget to floss
K, nine to DT, tie his ass to a cross
Run a Cartel like a real Rick Ross
Sure runnin' like I'm heavy hardcore
Drive-by 207 and 11-24
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Bust his muthafuckin' head, got his muthafuckin' neck
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Or any grand thefts, man I don't give a fuck
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Left Brain is a 51-50
Reason MellowHype BlackenedWhite's rollin' with me
Rest in peace to the cops with the goal to get me
I'm a 390 nigga fuckin' tipsy
[Hook:]
Bitch, fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Kill 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Fuck 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Wolf Gang)
Fuck 'em all, kill 'em all, fuck the police
[Verse 2: Left Brain]
I said, fuck a cop non-stop
Pop the Glock, my bitch is Uffie, pull off in my all black Humvee
So the pigs don't tryin' cuff me, I'm sippin 2-11
Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner and put you in heaven
Lucky number 667, I mean 666
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
Ey, butt rape on a female cop
She can chew my balls, she can swallow my cock
Try and pull me over, I will not stop
22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down
Callin' all cars, there's another man down
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tyler]
A couple of Sprites but no beer
This Batmobile is real hard to steer
So on my way here I hit a couple of queer
My windshield got hit and passed a couple of deer
Aw shit, the piggy is getting near
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
Is pulled into the rear and all I fucking hear is
"Can I see your registration? "
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock
Fuck that job been around that block
All you wanna do is get that stick
Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch
Nigga fuck you cracker, I put you six feet
"Well are you a rapper? " And I'm six feet
I'm black and I'm loud, what a damn kawinky dink
"Alright listen nigger, can you please get out of the vehicle? "
Fuck you pig what? "You're gonna get handcuffed
Drove to the station and get a couple years inside of the prison"
Why? So I can get shanked up and get butt fucked? "Yeah"
Well that's not happening captain
Not this time nigga, bah, bah, bah, bah
"Houston we have a nigga down
And the nigga that did it loves them gun sounds"
Pow, pow, pow, pow, bust triple six round
Now that's six cops found on that ground
All I wanted to do was get that trick down
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet
"But no, po-po did not wanna see that"
O.F.W. motherfuckin' G
I'm aerodynamic, my paper plane is gigantic
I sync to tracks like Titanic, nigga
I'm also rhythmatic
I'm r-rugged j-jagged
My flow is warmer than jackets
I got r-ratchet in jacket
I pull out, smash it and bash it
Cabernet in my cabinets, sh-shocka
And that's for the rabbits
I take five ads for the habits
Though that sh-shit makes me cabbage
I go bananas on monkeys, I act a ass, fuck a donkey
Don't come up short with my money
Or p-p-play at the Huntley
Baby, burban got me lazy swervin'
Toss and turvy on the road
I almost pulled on the corner store
Feds around, wonder bro like Warner Bro
Flip the script, sure to go I'm sure to blow
I'm gloriphobe, I call you niggas horrible
Cause your floral growth of an artist is like the purest loaf, no bread
I leave you fucks mindblown, walkin' around with no head
I'm so sled, moped jetski molestin' this beat, Left Brain, man how the fuck we turn off all this fuckin' heat
Bitches so bad, I call you niggas bitches like you wearin' the dogtag
I smoke that bud, wiser than the frog that's on the log ad
I’m never fool for fools go, most of these niggas tools, I use hoes
Back and forth, I’m an active force, if I was a color, I would be blue
balls
Pulling new go’s more than one, it’s all wet bitch it’s more to come
Coming from the lay up at the forest lumps
A nigga in the house got the broken gun
I’m still forgotten to be mentioned, but ain’t no point of a trio
Cause a nigga who take the first step slips, I’ll be second
I trip out listening to brand new whack cause nigga and I racking
Motherfuckers don’t want a piece of me, I’m tekking
Better get to stepping or I hit you with the weapon
The weapon to get you stepping like an anti-depressive
End it all with a blessing it is, or live a life like mine
I look at my reflection, I don’t see my shines
In a stainless steel protection, protection
I kill em all with music or this fucking Smith and Wesson
[Hook]
Brrr, dreams won’t go away, dreams have turned into a nightmare
You gotta watch yourself, go and go and get some eye care
Cause what do a nigga like I care?
So this ain’t shit but an idea, and it’s quite clear,
The brighten here, with a fruit of …
dreams won’t go away, dreams have turned into a nightmare
You gotta watch yourself, go and go and get some eye care
Cause what do a nigga like I care?
So this ain’t shit but an idea, and it’s quite clear,
The brighten here, with a fruit of …
I just turned 21, carrying that glass I’ma wine oh
Cool can with like nice souls, like origami time folds
Don’t call the hami, that’s a life show
I’ma fresh ass nigga …don’t play me for my dough
Raid me, or I will go crazy, insane as my mother when laid me
24 with a baby, single, broke and a lady
Till this day that shit still phase me
Cause until she in that Mercedes and that house in veneluezes
I ain’t gonna stop, fuck you pay me, or you gonna see the today me
I got so many bitches on my dick right now
Left brain, fin to go and cop a whip right now
Yeah we young and getting it and where we fit right now
Players be in the game, not on the bench right now
Shoot for the sky like a pop up to your city
We pop up, open shop gwap up and sell out, a lot of stuff, bitch
It ain’t bout money, niggas got responsibilities
Usually gadget utilities to fulfill the needs feeling me?
[Hook]
Brrr, dreams won’t go away, dreams have turned into a nightmare
You gotta watch yourself, go and go and get some eye care
Cause what do a nigga like I care?
So this ain’t shit but an idea, and it’s quite clear,
The brighten here, with a fruit of …
dreams won’t go away, dreams have turned into a nightmare
You gotta watch yourself, go and go and get some eye care
Cause what do a nigga like I care?
So this ain’t shit but an idea, and it’s quite clear,
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
I meditate before I elevate, cough, medicate
Sedate, date which I escalate, heaven gates
No hesitation, Wolf revelation
Gang education, Freddy Jason, what it might seem
We shake and bake the cake, poison frozen icing
Fuck 'em all, ice cream, black magic, white dreams
Blue collar, purple tag label
You holla, don't bother me, you sitting at the fag table
My state is euphoric, and my pride is true courage
I reach for the stars, Fantastic Four it
Wealthy in my future, but I can't afford rich
Presidential suite, sound proof, door glitched
Terrorists landed, bet it gets handed on Christmas
You get caca if you on Santa's shit list
Receive a gun, raise your O.F. hitlist
Tongue lick of death, wish like a frozen big stick, nigga
[Hook:]
Follow everywhere I go cause
I'm from Odd Future Wolf Gang, um
Follow everywhere I go cause
I'm from Odd Future Wolf Gang, um
Follow everywhere I go cause
I'm from Odd Future Wolf Gang, they
Follow everywhere we go
We are Odd Future Wolf Gang
Say OFWG, say OFWG
Say OFWG, OFWG
Say OF, say OF
Say OF, Odd Future Wolf Gang, Odd Future Wolf Gang
[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
Mind hype, like I'm white, with attention deficit
Blind mice, I'm life, spaz, make the best of it
Retard syndrome, purge and bend some
My crew isn't sailing, I'm a fucking rip some
Bio, sucking lipo from the fat bitches and dope beats
Golden grills, Caddy DeVille, suffocating, choke streets
Sub woof, drug kush, trunk hella steezy
I'm like the sauce between the bread and the fucking cheesy
Squeeze me, squeeze me, like a squeegee
Niggas like to bordercross, half pipe, fijis
Believe me, I'm cool like the motherfucking breezy
Heart cold, dick freezing, never shrivel up
Bars loose, pit drivels up, music riddles us
Like women nipple jugs, full grown werewolf
No yorkie, eat beef, chicken, no porky
In front of the class, eyeglass nerd dorky
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Earl]
Got these faggots shouting revolution, I am Earl, that shit's ruthless
In the booth, there's no spoofing, bitch I spit like I'm toothless
Fool, OF crew, fool y'all fruits and 'em
Lying like fuck truth, dropping shit like pollution
Dirty like a bum's unwiped ass now
I'm transitioning from class clown to cash cow
Indeed, I got steez to pass out
Believe I'm dope, but fucking breathe in crack house
She diseased on her knees, with ass out
Ace got on ski mask, she gon' need knee pads
Supreme 5 panels and green hats
Y'all don't come close like Winehouse and Rehab
Going back, no, the crafty assholes plateau
Got the game in a motherfucking lasso
Ride that ho, cruising in the music with the attitude
Of two kids, make 'em respect my two cents
Could really give two shits, let alone a dollar
My flows flows make bros go whoa, your mother says holler
Wack niggas say nada, OF the best, no synonym
Still my pockets slim like the Olsen twins, it's on
Off I piss 'em and dismissing 'em quick and my sentences
Stay Oliver Twisting like Charles Dickens death
Wishing competition, but listen, the plot thickens
I'm a stand up nigga, well fuck it, I'm not sitting
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Mr. Anti-Love, Anti-Social, Anti-Visual, Anti-Vocal
I'm bottled in a bottle like a ship built in it
I dream nightmares through the window and my window is tinted
Memories, I can't diminish, preach to me like a minister
Who is her? Single mom raising a menace
A dog wants to ball, green like tennis
Tossin' while I'm sleep cuase my minds out the hemisphere
Weird how we end up here
Christmas without a father for my 19th year
My sisters dad wouldn't bother to pick up he phone and call her
He wasn't there for her, so I had to play the father
That's why I'm close, close to the edge
With a 45 Desert Eagle held to my head
Bread to the knife and my butter's a spread
My songs locked away, threw the key to the shed
My life is goin' downhill, I'm better off dead
Wolf to the fur and the fur must shed
You know Bopeep got us white old sheep
She like a pimp with a cane and some gold teeth
Stake out with my niggas and wait 'til they go sleep
Hard to keep my eyes wide counting more sheep
Egg head nigga and the key is the hatch
Lookin' far down the road, it seemed so farfetched
[Hook:]
The world is unanimous, time managin'
Slip like bananas, split quick, can't handle it?
It's difficult when you're on your own
But be on your shit, mothafucka you grown
[Verse 2:]
I'm hungry ass known, I'm lonely all alone
You can't reach me, because I don't own a phone
I wish I had a clone and that clone had a pops
There with him watchin' sports, there with him when he shop
Doin' dirt in the streets and his pops find out
He done dug himself a hole which you can't climb out
But the hole his dad puts him in is out of love
So he won't get addicted to the crazy life of drugs
Teach him how to love, he ain't gotta be a thug
It's okay to show affection and give your mom a hug
Why you actin' all hard and shit?
Instead of being who you really truly are and shit
For a nigga gon' reach into his car and shit
On some foreign shit, pull your car in a ditch
More niggas fake, less niggas are real
Some do the talking and the rest will kill
[Verse 1: Left Brain]
Just finished hitting these bitches and now I'm dipping
This barbecue sauce on my fried chicken
Am I tripping? I said that backwards
I rock my hat backwards, I'm on the beat, my swagger's dapper
Don't call me Dan, just cause I break down the weed
And wrap trees with my fam, don't mean I got wrapper hands
But I'd slap a fan quickly and I mean real quickly
Lube her up, do her up, that's what I call a quickie
Fucking faggot fan in the audience wanna diss me
I met his goofy ass back stage and I feed him pissy
His girlfriend was a witness, I said look Missy
Don't say a word and umm... pass the ciggy
Or a stogie cause I got the greens
And I got the rollies and we can get high
And I can treat you like Kobe or Ghosty
Cause I'll fuckin' vanish if you wanna fuckin' panic, I'm the pussy bandit
[Hook:]
We rollin' up the la-la-la, we rollin' up the la-la-la
Is he rollin' up a la-la-la? Nigga we rollin' up a la-la-la
Smokin' up the la-la-la, we gettin' high off the la-la-la
We so fly off the la-la-la, come and buy a la-la-la (Wolf Gang)
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
There's two girls, I'm in the middle and my black kinda ninnle
No it isn't a rental, so we gonna have to be gentle
She's arrested by my gentles like a fucking criminal
Felony after felony, well her priors are telling me
She wearing all spandex, light shirt
I finna go nutty professor in her bloody old dress
Don't scream but hold them signs up, protest the W
NBA bouncing balls covering her breast up
Girl what's up with your friend on the left
I'm a have to go get, get it in on the left
Snip and trim on the left, slim skin on the left
She got a twin on the left, we were hiking up the canyon
I'm pulling out my canon, showing her a main companion
Cause soon eggs scrambling and then a nigga scramming
And you can't hold me back, Space jammin'
Two three's, weak balls, she eat balls, meatballs
[Hook:]
We rollin' up the la-la-la, we rollin' up the la-la-la
Is he rollin' up a la-la-la? Nigga we rollin' up a la-la-la
Smokin' up the la-la-la, we gettin' high off the la-la-la
[Verse 1: Earl]
We come through mopping, like janitors
Smoking kush nuggets the size of fucking tarantulas
Blow got me amped as fuck, hold niggas backing up
And that nigga Short tell that nigga Jasper swag me up
Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how to fuck?
Our number one fans are faggots who used to laugh at us
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
"Um, y'all dope, Wolf Gang just the [?] "
Yeah the dabradors take your head chop off
No father, fuck being proper bitch, we're popping off
And to top it off I'm dropping monster monologues
As hot enough to piss your local arson off
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
Switch swag on you little dick fags
You fucking dead bitch, chips up on my spiff bag with your bitch ass
[Hook:]
She call me crazy, they call me crazy
They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life
I'm living baby, I'm living baby
I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life
And you call me shady, call me crazy
Call me lazy, I ain't your baby
It's a chordaroy life that I'm living hazy
It's a chordaroy life that I'm living phase me
[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
People love Hodgy I hate you though
I don't precipitate bitch, I H2O
And I move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider trying to get in brain
I like girls but I don't fuck with tramps
I'm elephant tusking and they suck your lance
I'm shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly
Break jaws Mr. Vigora, rigorously
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
I got weed for less than a percentage of a fucking [?]
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
Bitch I got my swag called, natural protection
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
I brandish and I flash tools and I have full stepping
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til I can see the light
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tyler]
When I say "Wolf Gang", you say "Fuck that"
Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt raps
Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious buttcracks
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
This is fuck music, let a couple sluts use it
Show their boobs, and I'll hop out the booth when I'm done pooping
Grab a couple gats, stuff them in the backpack
Then take them to school for show and tell day screaming "Fuck students"
Backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust
Could fucking splat and show you the fucking Iraq in us
A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of Shaq
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Killing these niggas off quick
Don't believe me? Then watch me empty out a full clip
Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch
That wasn't bullets, that was copies of Bastard, you bitch
[Intro]
BlackenedWhite
[Verse 1]
They said a piece of my ambition's ambitious
Hat back, snap back, Brooklyn 8H:0
Movie role, studio, rubber grip in my cuticles
Coohie yo the stupid ho who fall for cupid doe
I can't fall in love with a bit of shit
Cause if I fall into it, it's being used and then quit
You more on the bitch, I'm on the analog sticks
You can quote me on my sentence nigga, catalog this
Odd Future wolves, ain't some passive artists
A bunch of massive artists, hang up, I had to call this
We mosh through streets like a pack of walrus
So when we come around them niggas had to ball fists
My swagger is natural flavor, then citric acid
Honey ginseng if it's extracted
And honey's with me if she's attractive
Her address, I address, my hoop in her basket
[Hook]
Man, when it came to school, I got bad grades
Now, when it came to the law, I didn't know how to behave
My nigga but with music, music, music
I'm on the honor roll, honor roll, honor roll
With music, music, music
I'm on the honor roll, honor roll, we on a roll
[Verse 2: Domo]
Threw my condolences to bogus shit, cause I'm killing shit off
Survival on the love boat, I'm kicking every bitch off
Phone book flow, this some shit you'll never rip off
Shitting on you niggas, I'm a level past piss off
Risk all to get all, I'm all in
Leaving every bar spin, getting paper, I don't do go cigar, friends
Give me a couple seconds, I'll be leaving with your girlfriend
Gotta get in fresh, got her mouth full, gargling
Spit it out
Dealing with the mary by the big amount flying from a different route
Money 'bout to come so these bitches trying to stick it out
You ain't special though, give me neck and then I kick you out
Domo Genesis, it ain't nothing next to that
Aiming for success and won't fall for nothing less than that
Wolf Gang shit, got all my niggas repping that
If we ain't it yet, somebody show me where the best is at
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
I rock a black tee, I step in black shoes
My denim jeans black and my fitted is too
I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone
I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome
I need a black card cause I'm a black shopper
Clean out the stores like somebody robbed ya
Black trash bags, throw them in the black bags
The black bags with the gold writin' on the black tag
The Jager in my cup is licorice black
Soon as I turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back
I'm rich, I'm wealthy, I'm drunk and I'm black
I'm dope, I'm coke, I'm weed, I'm crack
I'll get you high like you relapsed
It's Blacc Friday and I'm glad to be black
It's Blacc Friday and I'm glad to be black
[Hook:]
What do we do on Blacc Friday?
Chill with my crew on Blacc Friday
Get in the mood on Blacc Friday
You know what? Nigga, it's Blacc Friday
What do we do on Blacc Friday?
Chill with my crew on Blacc Friday
Get in the mood on Blacc Friday
Cause it's Friday, it's Blacc Friday
[Verse 2: Tyler]
White bitches, white girls, white drugs
Black girls don't do it but my type does
Fuck it in my white van, beat her with a nice white nightstand
Until I give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat
E-T-I-H, W's, double D's on her knees
White gargle yellow fuckin' bumblebees
Use whitey's as my dinner course for intercourse
So much fuckin' white make Darth Vader have a dimmer force
But of course, I'm the white boy that shows no remorse
Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse
Nigga Friday, fuck a Blacc Friday, umm
Wolf Gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort
Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort
Odd Future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang
With a white box logo with a couple stains
From a black creampie in a whitey, make it light gray
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mike G]
Gravis black box, gray Hundreds sox
Everythin' new, so my whole team rock like Metallica
Gun metal twenty-ten Challenger
Shit stress free I ain't even gon hassle her
I just play my part make moves like chess
Ask your bitch who the best, question mark like Guess?
Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back
Shades dark as fuck so all I see is black
Bet that, look I'm a Hot Topic nigga
My attire dark lookin' like a Gothic nigga
Spit shit take off like a rocket, nigga
Got the whole West coast in my pocket nigga
Pitch the rock, Mike Vick, swag so sick
Ask 'bout me bitch, dressed like an eclipse
Tell the truth, this shit wouldn't be fun without me
Bitch I'm "Drawing Black Lines" ask the Hundreds about me
[Intro:]
Ain't nothing new nigga, just something new
[Verse 1:]
I never trust faith with my trust funds
I keep it in a safe place nigga, lump sum
Camera surveillance a bunch of fucking stun guns
I'm a snare to the drum, burum-bum-bum
Her virgin homicide I show her how we drum-a-drum
She doesn't come for me, the bitch only say she come for fun
What's up hunny bun, wanna feel your tummy rum?
Rumbling in a ring with pills of fucking numb
Your system is my fucking dick-dom
Feel the friction of my children with down syndrome
I'm rehearsin' for my funeral, triple six are the numerals
MellowHype musical talking to wolves like Dolittle
Think with a migraine like a fucking eye strain
Break bottles of champagne on a fucking biplane
If it doesn't add up then ask the students my name
I'm fucking Einstein, I'm sane
[Hook:]
Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician
Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms
I suggest you stop and listen to this non-prescription
Fuck your contradiction, here's my composition
[Verse 2:]
Leprechaun, hexagon, transform Decepticon
Rasputin, I'm half mutant, fucked financially, cash students
I'm too pursuant to over-do shit, super fluent
My flow is overheated it needs coolin' shit
Fuck being poor and return to the school and shoot it up
While I shoot it like a porno bitch with cool whip
I dive scuba, barracuda, shark water in Cuba
Chicken head of the sea, but I don't fuckin' eat tuna
I sneak her in my room like Puma
My bedroom rules Jerusalem and I'm Judah, suck on my messiah
Or die and cry a fire, it's true, so is the curse of lying
So is Mrs. Doubtfire, fat bitches and dope beats
Are what my niggas acquire, if you're broke, get the cash
Bitch I'm dope, do the math, triple six slipping through a golden flask
All hail Mr. Mustard Gas, I ain't gay but I'm a fuckin' ass
[Hook:]
Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician
Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms
I suggest you stop and listen to this non-prescription
