Sandwitches Tyler, The Creator (Ft. Hodgy)

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Odd Future
Wolf Gang
They are them
We are us
Kill them all (Do it with me)
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

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck?
Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully, I had enough
And fuck rolling papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, like I ate that john
Come on, kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
Let's 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 ain't taking no shit
Like Ellen DeGeneres clitoris is playing with dick
I'm jealous as shit 'cause I ain't got no home meal to come to
So, if you do, I'm throwing fingers out screaming "Fuck you"
I got ten of these Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm', I would be Jeffery
'Preme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
I'm fucking 'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in '96
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Surprised she hasn't 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
I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me
Chronic youth, I'm 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 it's me, ugh