Odd Future Wolf Gang k** Them All (ofwgkta) - Rella lyrics

[Hodgy Beats] I f**ed this flow This is my electronic press kit Uh huh it's some fresh sh** n***a recollect b**h Grow grey hairs, don't stress it I text message, messages to f** in estrogen She lets me in, I s** her then she s**ier than my leather vans Cause I never am purchasing Reimbursing your currency Put your body on the courtesy To work the street, I hearse the streets Heard she sweet, she hershey's sweet But me I'm extravagant Hop on the bandwagon kid I'm about to tell you some tragic sh** The love is lost and the d** they cost, in the studio mixing raw b**h's sh** in my draws like you piss in my draws, n***a my dick's in her jaw I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple f** the pick of the raffle, king of the castle n***a, Genghis Khan mention, me and Marilyn Manson Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons African d** for when the champ come [Domo Genesis] Suicide watch n***a k** yourself Opposition who? n***a reveal yourself How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself? Splinter cell creepin' in this b**h, you couldn't feel the stealth Wolves are prowling, hunger at its f**ing best I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f**in' bread Drugs are green, my b**hes white and tonight I need f**in' head Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig Fresh to d**h then I guess we looking like the living dead Oh sh** yo b**h, look at how I'm doing you b**hes on my dick but look at me I'm f**ing beautiful n***as tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews is why this so cool? You n***as are so unusual Wolf Gang, point me to a n***a I should prove it to Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops [Hodgy Beats] The fortress is fortified (b**h) Money in my pockets like I'm forty-five Hodgy Beats recording live b**h I be surely high And I don't need wings to fly I'm the air with the pigs Left Brain, Domo Genesis [Tyler, the Creator] Knock, knock Who's there? It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick I k**ed that p**y and grabbed that knife Now I got real authentic cheetah print sh** (n***a you're a liar) n***a don't believe me, kiss your lady And where you gonna get them heebie jeebies? n***a my dick stay way disease-y I make it look easy Fifty-one fifty, I'm off the heezy (You ain't got no f**in' Yeezy? 5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no f**in' Yeezy? I betchu got some J-Kwon. You ain't got no f**in Yeezy?) Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f**in' Looney See these girls talkin' all that sh** (what?) I'm just tryna see some tits (what?) Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes Out this b**h like hokus pokus And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles And met up with b**hes, gave 'em cum on their dimples Then my dick went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo On PCP and cilantro, when I'm with your b**h I'm like Where my dick go? Now she think I'm bout to eat her hole Encho and lada, I got a lot of that Preme and I'm paying nada It seems that I'm product placement but not I'm just f**in' awesome Yo mama look like a ugly, loser