Sawed Off

Sawed-Off I eat those

These clothes they free though

Straight from the back of the Supreme store

Don’t give a fuck about these hoes
[Tyler]

HOLD ON, RUN THAT SHIT BACK!

(This is a DJ Stank Daddy exclusive)

I want the black kids to like me for this one, man[Lee Spiel]

TRASH WANG

GOLF WANG

(Screaming throughout the whole song)

[Verse 1:Na’Kel]

Bitch I’m with the fucking extras

Big dog, cup full of egg nog

Don’t give a fuck ’bout shit but clips and

Camp Flog Gnaw

Sawed-Off I eat those

These clothes they free though

Straight from the back of the Supreme store

Don’t give a fuck about these hoes

They just slob knob in New York shows

Thirsty for the clit till I’m not flow

Frigid jordan trip, bitch I got it poppin’

Me and Jasper goin’ coffee shoppin’

Those that are boarding see a lotta posses

Bitches see a boy and their mouths are frothing

Chains glossin’

BITCH[Hook]

Trash Wang niggas

Thrilla we da killa

You can tell ’em, “Golf Wang

And buy the fucking stickers! ”

OF or Wolf Gang

My niggas is my niggas

Don’t let the skateboards fool you

Know niggas that pull triggers

Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, roll a blunt!Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, that’s what’s up!

Trash Wang, nigga, roll a blunt![Verse 2: Tyler the Creator]

Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, yeah, them niggas are swell

Tighter than a straight nigga goin’ to jail

Locked in a box, nigga, off them socks

I can finally afford the bail

My bitches are bad

She’s pretty normal looking with a real nice ass

Now hop off my dick, with it

We, Bitch, Mob, Task, Force, Lil, B, Nigga!

Speaking of the devil

Y’all niggas cornier than kettle

Y’all couldn’t smoke like a heroin in a black ops player & reach my level

Ate some bugs and I made some carats

Fuck y’all niggas’ bullshit, y’all cherish

I’m 21, I threw a party but

Difference is, y’all didn’t have a ferris

Wheel

[Verse 3: Jasper]

BITCHES OUT DANCING I’m BACK NIGGA

I FACE THAT

JUST COP THAT MOTHERFUCKER BIMMER NIGGA

I RACE THAT

KEEP TALKING THAT SHIT

I’LL PULL YOUR CARD

GET CHIPPED LIKE THAT NIGGA FROM STOMP THE YARD

DON’T FUCK WITH JASPER

HE A RETARD

HE AND HIS MOTHER FUCKIN GRANDMA HAVE YOUR FAMILY SCARRED[Verse 4: Tyler the Creator]

Might fuck around and be a goat named FeliciaSorry, got a little excited

It’s prolly all the meth while it’s being provided

Wolf Gang, up in this bitch

Red Riding Hood is pissed

Somebody tell Megan and Sarah to come and suck a-[Hook][Verse 5: Taco]

Bimmers for days

White bitches is slaves

Niggas ain’t with that warfare

My goons got aim

100 racks before 18

200 before I hit 6 feet

Nigga we bout it bout it

Yo bitch try to suck my dick[Verse 6: Lucas]

NIGGA LOOK AT MY CHAIN

VERSACE FLOCKA FLAME

PULL UP IN THE TANK

COCK BACK AND AIM

SPIT MY VERSE ON THE GOLD FLAME(?)

SHOUTING GOLF WANG

YOUR BITCH TATTOO

IT SAY MY NAME

VERSACE SANTANA

(?) BIRD GAME

SUPREME TEAM

SELLING (?)

SELLING ALL THESE RATCHETS

FULL BILLS[L-Boy]

(What) Yeah

Y’all niggas thought it was a game!

We shutting the motherfucking shit down now nigga!

It’s over for you bitch niggas!

I’m here with my nigga nasty Nak’, Mr.Vasace

Wolf Haley in this motherfucker!

Jasper The Motherfucking Dolphin!

And my nigga, Mike G!

We taking this shit over!

It’s shut down for you bitch niggas!

I got the Tech!

I’m bustin’ at y’all bitches heads nigga!

Fuck all you niggas!

It’s gettin’ hot in here[Tyler]

Odd Future Wolf Gang bruh we Kill ‘Em All

Golf Wang sticker on that Trash Wang

Niggas that OF poppin Loiter Squad, Flog Gnaw

OFWGKTA yeah you niggas know them seven letters long

Yeah, Wolf Gang up in this bitch

Golf Wang up in this bitch

Litter Life up in this bitch

OFM, banging on your motherfuckin’ FM

Nigga, fuck you thought this was nigga

Haha

Click Click (gunshot)Salem: What the fuck was that! ?