[Verse 1: Tank KTA]
The only time I'm giving out a f** is when it's Halloween
Knocking on your front door, guns drawn, trick or treat
Yelling "wee" like I was playing with the little piggy's feet
Followed by "I don't give a f**" and let my finger squeeze
So you sure to be a dead man walkin'
If you ever diss the gang that's suicide by simply talkin'
Make her wipe teeth, where a n***a think he work at Target
They calling it a rampage but I'm barely getting started
This that wolf gang, triple six, have you going mental sh**
k** them all don't give a f**. Why can't you get the jist of it?
Pretty little b**h she s** my dick like it's a trippy stick
But really it's a magnum bring that a** and get a pistol whip
I spit this on some silly sh**, go ahead, give it up
I'm crashing in a rental screaming "YOLO" brodie live it up
And if the cops ask about the hit and run
Just say it was the mop head in the mushroom that don't give a f**
[Hook: Jack Mushroom]
It's the wolf gang! Don't give a f**! x8
[Verse 2: Jack Mushroom]
Swinging off the top of the ropes, it's the odd monster
In the smoke, sweeping all the cops and prophets ?
Before me the joking joke king probing
b**hes up their a** while they're choking
On my car deck in other words I'm a hard deck, I'm so f**ing
Stupid, they can't stop me so I'm roasting humans
Not giving a f**, plus this dust got me thinkin'
I'm a moon pirate, sailing the moon with Betty Boop and
Sailor Moon tied up, inhaling more morphine
Now I'm morphing, into liquid, flow cleaner
Than chlorine, champ of this rap sh**
Yeah, I got plural rings, cover your eyes kids
I'mma ring ?, beating all the fine hoes
On a damn horror scene, slapping all the people
Staring at me curious, Arkham's worst nightmare
In the flesh and I'm furious, screaming in your f**ing ears
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Jack's at it again with a couple rappin' friends
Trashing stages and setting flames to all trashy cans
I mess with the UK lip or all the nanny kids
Cause I'm sweet like tea, and k** sh** like the candyman
Sweet tooth, catch me driving in an ice cream truck
Lighting up another spliff, slapped a clip in
Now I'm lighting up all my competition that was lining up
Until a strong bolt of lightening struck me it came
From thumper, I either shot his b**h or some guy he f**ed
Chased him into Wal-Mart now we're lining it up
Punched him in his face, snatched his nine off his waist
Turned him over and beat him into a coma with his f**ing leg
Got the chi of Quan-Chi in me
So don't oh fear me, and never disrespect me
Cause I'll beat you up and choke you the f** out until your neck bleed
In front of your b**h, 'till the pigs come arrest me
...Golf wang