Sawed-off Aihto These clothes ain't free tho Straight from the back of the Supreme store Yall gonna run that *** back This is a Indiegenous And Exclusive I want the Black hipster like me for this one, man Drag Garfling Trash-wing Bitch I'm with the *** extras Big doll Cup full of eggnog Don't give a *** bout *** but clips and cant vlog no Sawed-off Aihto These clothes ain't free tho Straight from the back of the Supreme store Don't give a *** bout these hoes They just slob-nobbing New York shows Thirsting for the clips til I'm not flow Bitch you Georgia trip, bitch I got it poppin' Me and Jasper going coffin shopping Boy I see a lot of boxes Bitch I see a boy in the mouth he's frothing And his chain is glossing Bitch Trash-wing niggas Grilla we the killers You can tell I'm Garf-wingin' by the *** stickers O-F-O Wolfgang My niggas is my niggas Don't let them staples fool you No niggas that will trigger Trash-wing nigga that's what's up Trash-wing nigga that's what's up Trash-wing nigga that's what's up Trash-wing nigga roll the blunt Trash-wing nigga that's what's up Trash-wing nigga that's what's up Trash-wing nigga roll the blunt Wolfgang Garf-wing, yeah them niggas are swell Tighter than a straight nigga going to jail Locked in a box, nigga, off them socks like I finally afford the bail My bitches are bad, she's pretty normal looking with a real nice ass Now hop off my dick, what it be? Bitch, mob, task force Little B, nigga, *** Speaking of the devil, y'all niggas cornier than kettle Y'all couldn't smoke like a heroin In a black ops plane and reach my level Ate some bugs and I made some carrots *** y'all niggas bull***, y'all chairs I'm 21, I threw a party, but The difference is y'all didn't have affairs, well Fifty-five grams and I'm back, nigga I faced that, just got that Mother***er beefing, nigga I raced that, keep talking that *** I'll pull your car, get tripped by that nigga if I'm stunted, y'all Don't *** with Jasper, he a retard He ain't mother*** grandma, hell, your family's scarred Might *** around and be a goat named Felicia Sorry, got a little excited It's probably all the meth Walt Jr. provided Wolf gang up in this bitch Red riding hood is pissed Somebody tell Megan and Sarah To come and suck her trash Wranglers, brittle, we the killers You can tell I'm golf-wagging By the *** stickers O.F. or Wolfgang My niggas is my niggas Don't let them stay before you know niggas That will trigger Beamers for days White bitches and slaves Niggas ain't with that warfare 100 racks is for 18 200 for a hit six feet Nigga, we bout it, bout it Yo, bitch, try to *** Hold up my chain Versace, fire, conflame Pull up in a tank Got back in aim Spit my verse on golf lane I love the night, y'all, golf wine Yo, bitch, try to Insane, my name Versace, Santana Supreme team Bill, payin' all these wretches Full bills, full bills Bills, blues Blues Yeah, y'all niggas thought it was a game We shuttin' the mother***in' *** down Now, nigga, it's over for you bitch niggas I'm here with my nigga Nasty Knob Mr. Versace Wolf Alien, this mother***er Jazz with a mother***in' dolphin And my nigga Mike G We takin' this *** over It's shut down for you bitch niggas I got the tech, I'm blastin' at y'all bitches ass niggas *** all y'all niggas Gettin' hot in here I feature Wolf Gang Boy, we kill them all Golf Wang, sicker, roll that trash Swang niggas know that O.F., poppin' water, squat the flog Naw, O-F-W-G-K-T-A Yeah, you niggas know Them seven letters long Yeah Wolf Gang up in this bitch Golf Wang up in this bitch Letter Life up in this bitch O-F-M Rangin' on your mother***in' F-M Nigga *** you thought this was, nigga Ha, click click