Left Brain, Wolf Haley
Golf Wang, Free Earl, uh
Goddamn I love women
Daydream about penis being in 'em
Meet them with a big grin with a Mac-10
Rope, katana, and then I skin 'em
All beige suit made out of white women
With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon
With the red sweater jeans made out of blue denim
They can catch me in the spot where the sun don't shine
B*tch don't mind me, shake your hiney
The only motherf*cking Wolf here, I spit venom
You're a bad b*tch with a real good kitten
And I got the appetite of them fat black women
Wolf Gang in this b*tch with a bunch of rats with 'em
Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em
I am tryna get Ms. Piggy by the motherf*cking hairs of her chinny chin chin
Umm, what's that? The cock of a black dude
Mad cause his daughter got the swag of a vacuum (Aww, f*ck it)
I'll take her to the back room, dungeon, fighting and punching
And now the slut is under the f*cking assumption
That I will be f*cking and munching her muffin
Cum will be bleeding but that's not from the time signature of the month, umm