[Verse 1: Sweatshirt] It's the pick of the Mobbin' deep in the with six other niggers Yellin' at the trees hey, hi mister I'm Life Litter's stripe getter Dig this, I'll get a shovel and sisters And kick them when the handle starts diggin' in my Sick, cynical, spitter So when I rhymes, my victims die quicker I'm broke, no cheese, my ho's Snort verse of Pidgeons, I'll show you a dope rapper I'll shit on a nigger no bladder throw it in his eyes to show him he don't matter The night creeper in a white Jeep Here with three white who snort and like penis I'm hotter than at five heaters In the middle of the summer with a sleeved wife Pure degenerate, gentleman Little Aryan nigga with hairy clit for It's Wolf Gang, six, niggas on that simple shit I'm on a fuckin' spree burnin' in a rental whip Gang rad, no bum ass shit So since the fans laggin', now tryna come back quick Ask Dera to Fax, they say fuck that shit We half swaggin' of course we run that shit
[Verse 2: G] I been sick, since I was un-mixed and Bastard, screamin' fuck another rapper O.F. soldier, Buffalo Bill, don't think I But I'm a gunner for the Bills like I'm the of the crop Officers in the trunk with six other No way that I'll stop, they'll me after Fix the scene just to put me on like an actor Shit, no need to tell me I it's hot As weather where them bitches wear with polka-dots It's overly overkill, my niggas know a lot About tapin' them, rapin' them, throw them from a yacht So now they probably hate me but that's why the fuck I'm And you really should man up, no need to be sincere, faggot Heard that you we're queer, why you fuck with Wolves That'll leave you on the ground like rap career? So you don't it don't start none We're fuckin' Radical, been Awesome Talked a lotta so for words you're at a loss enough money just to get someone to kill my boss Now a fuckin' suit for hire Hang her higher, light a fire, my former supervisor I'm the truth, you're a liar, blue as clues, I Odd Future muthafucka, I'm your new