text: Odd Future
  Wolf Gang
  They are them
  We are us
  Kill them all 
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, come on
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, bitch, bitch over there in the yellow, come on
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Say it loud!
  Like you mean it!
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature
  Fuck you think I made Odd Future for?
  To wear fucking suits and make good decisions?
  Fuck that nigga, Wolf Gang
  Who the fuck invited Mr. I Dont Give a Fuck
  Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks? 
  Well, you fucking up, and truthfully I had enough
  And fuck rolling papers, Im a rebel, bitch, Im ashing blunts 
  Full of shit, like I ate that john
  Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
  Lets buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
  With nice homes, 401ks, and nice ass lawns
  Those privileged fucks got to learn that we aint taking no shit
  Like Ellen DeGeneres clitoris is playing with dick
  Im jealous as shit, cause I aint got no home meal to come to
  So, if you do, Im throwing fingers out screaming fuck you
  I got ten of these Kennedys
  Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be Jeffery
  Preme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
  Im fucking bout it, bout it, like Im Master P in 96
  Its fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
  Surprised she hasnt taken gymnastic dick inside her alley-oop
  The Golf Wang hooligans is fucking up the school again
  And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
  Im going harder than a midget jumping over me
  Chronic youth, Im shoving blunt wraps in bitches ovaries
  Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid supposed to be
  Fuck a mask, I want that ho to know its me, ugh
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Wolf Wolf Gang, its the Wolf Gang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Wolf Gang, triple six crew
  Its the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
  Wolf Gang kill them
  My love is gone for you mami, you could ride in hearses
  Im sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse this?
  You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
  Then you smoke a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
  Uh, fuck church, they singing and the shit aint even worth it
  In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt, bitch
  You told me God was the answer
  When I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer
  Im stuck in triangles, looking for my angel
  Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle
  Triple six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr
  Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Wolf Wolf Gang, its the Wolf Gang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
  Its the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
  Wolf Gang, triple six crew
  Its the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
  Wolf Gang kill them
  It was hilarious, well it aint fucking funny now
  Ill push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
  I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
  My baby daddy shoot bricks, the nigga also shoot rounds
  Cause if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks
  Im right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank
  Free Earl, thats the fucking shit
  And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
  Um, Wolf Gang, thats the fucking clique
  Golf Wang kill them all nigga, triple six
  Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all them niggas bitches
  We dont need yall, The Faders who we really fucking with, bitch
  And we dont fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots
  Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, Wolf Gang