Sandwitches (Live)

Lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & Jasper] Alright, next song Don't move, don't move Relax, stop shaking your ass, okay [Verse 1] Now 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 The '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, ah [Chorus] Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang It's the Wolf Gang, the Wolf Gang The Wolf Gang, the Wolf Gang It's the Wolf Gang, the Wolf Gang Fuckin' Wolf, Gang Fuckin' Wolf, Gang The Wolf Gang Kill them all! [Outro] Bye guys, get home safely And uh, yeah, yeah, buy my album Bye Oi gracias, oi gracias, hola