Key: D minor•
Verse 1
Ab
Cm
Dm
Bb
Dm
A
Satan's getting jealous of the wolves,
the demons say they preferring us
Books on not giving a fuck is what they're
referring us (Wolf Gang)
Wolves, I know you heard of us,
we're murderous
Bb
Bbm
An d young enough to get the fucking
bitches and getting head
Instead I rap about fucking
bitches and getting heads
While you niggas stacking bread,
I can stack a couple dead
Bb
Bbm
Bodies, making red look less of a color,
a rapist nor a racist
I fuck bitches with no permission
and tend to hate shit
Brag about the actions
in a rhyming pattern matter
Then proceed to sat her down when I go
splatter in her chatterbox
Atta boy, Odd Future,
you're not in our category
Torture with the super soaker
at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make a Chris
Brown want to kick a whore
Bb
Bbm
That make songs about the wet blockers when
Bb
A
it rains and pours
(Umbrella) I hate this,
screaming fuck patience
Got a nigga shaking like
the calmest fucking Haitian
After chronic masturbation,
Dm
A
asking where Mary-Kate went
went
why all lesbians hate dick
A
Dm
I make this damn Bullwinkle
Game of duck-duck-duck tape tape
tape with a dead goose
She running 'round this motherfucking dungeon,
her legs loose
Bb
Bbm
Bb
Until I accidentally get the saw to her head,
Verse 2
oops
Ab
Cm
Victim, victim, honey, you're my fifth one
you in my system
Rape a pregnant bitch and tell
my friends I had a threesome
Bb
You got a fucking death wish? I'm a genie,
pleasant to eat you
Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature,
suck your feet up like a beach of leeches
Bbm
Bb
bottom of a sneaker
Dm
A
Jeeper the fucking creeper,
get your daughter and keep her
In the jeeps where the Wolf
Gang rides around deeper
Take her to Ladera, now she's scared
and you're embarrassed
Bb
Bbm
Filled with terror, chop her legs off and
tell her to run some errands
Dm
A
Put her eyes in a canteen,
A
Stare at Steve, say it costs ten to fuck Eric
Put her in the lake, her body sinks great,
Bb
Bbm
Bb
now it's time to fish her like Derek
we're trading kids for angel dust
And snuff and sniff,
A
and now that Michael Jackson's trying to suck our dick
Dm
Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies,
Gave the team a bunch of fucking
bees and the Keke Palmer
or catch up
They asked me what it was,
I told them fuckers it was ketchup
A
Dm
Nutty like my Chex mix,
she bleeding from her rectum
Am
A
Ab
Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus,
throwing sets up, yep
Verse 3
When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love
them 'til they heart thin
(I hate you!) Starve her 'til I carve
her then I shove her in the Rover
with me to Portland
Catch me with a bunch of fucking
Mexicans crossing the border
I'll be the only wetback who
ain't really touched the water
Bb
Cause I'll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with
Dm
Jesus' daughter
(Fuck Mary) I'm awesome,
and I fuck dolphins
Sicker than the starving Nigeri
F
Dm
an kids barfing
Dm
Bb
With your sister at the bar playing
Evident that I'm the shit,
I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick
I got these cracker doctors saying,
"yeah Bob, this nigger's sick"
Animal safari,
Bb
A
suicide or my asthma
Being the only bastard in
a box logo casket
of shishkabob Sagets
A
Dm
In some Kanye West glasses scream
photos of my dad's dick
Drop the beat here to make
Verse 4
Dm
Shit,
Tyler, you're
gonna need some help
I'm not a.. fuck it, different
subject
How's that girl you were telling me about?
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