Sandwitches feat. Hodgy Beats

[Intro: Tyler] [bad word] had the [bad word]  nerve to call me immature [bad word] you think I made Odd Future for?
To wearin' [bad word]  suits and make good decisions? [bad word] that [bad word]  Wolf Gang

[Verse 1: Tyler]
Who the [bad word] invited Mr. I Don't Give a [bad word] Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you [bad word]  up, and truthfully I had enough
And [bad word] Rolling Papers, I'm a rebel, [bad word]  I'm ashin' blunts (Sorry)
Full of [bad word]  like I ate that John
Come on kids, [bad word] that class and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
With nice homes, 401k's, and nice [bad word] lawns
Those privileged [bad word] gotta learn that we ain't takin' no [bad word] Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playin' with [bad word] I'm jealous as [bad word]  cause I ain't got no home meal to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' fingers out screamin'  [bad word] 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 [bad word]  'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in '96
It's [bad word]  immaculate, they way your daughter smackin' [bad word] Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty [bad word] inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is [bad word]  up the school again
And showin' you and yours that breakin' rules is [bad word]  cool again
I'm goin' harder than a midget jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' blunt wraps in [bad word] ovaries
Punches to the stomach where that [bad word] kid supposed to be [bad word] a mask, I want that ho to know it's me, ugh

[Hook]
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

[Verse 2: Hodgy]
My love is gone for you mommy, you could ride in hearses
I'm sick in the brain dumb [bad word]  can you nurse this?
You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
Then you smoke a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
Uh, [bad word] church, they singin' and the [bad word] ain't even worth it
In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt, [bad word] You told me God was the answer
When I ask him for [bad word]  I get no answer, so God is the cancer
I'm stuck in triangles, lookin' 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

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Hodgy]
It was hilarious, well it ain't [bad word]  funny now
I'll push this [bad word]  pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some [bad word]  pounds
"My baby daddy shoot bricks, the [bad word] also shoot rounds"
Cause if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks
I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank, uhh

[Tyler]
Free Earl, that's the [bad word]  [bad word] And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered [bad word] Um, Wolf Gang, that's the [bad word]  clique
Golf Wang kill them all [bad word]  triple six [bad word] 2DopeBoyz, all them niggas [bad word] We don't need y'all, The Fader's who we really [bad word]  with, [bad word] 
[Outro: Tyler]
And we don't [bad word]  make horrorcore, you [bad word]  idiots
Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box