[NA’KEL]
Sawed-Off I eat those
These clothes they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don’t give a f** about these hoes
[Tyler, The Creator]
HOLD ON, RUN THAT SHIT BACK!
(This is a DJ Stank Daddy exclusive)
I want the black kids to like me for this one, man
[Lee Spielman]
(Screaming)
Trashwang
Illegal CIV
Trashwang
Golfwang
Trashwang
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[Verse 1:Na’Kel]
b**h I’m with the f**ing extras
Big dog, cup full of egg nog
Don’t give a f** ’bout sh** but clips and
Camp Flog Gnaw
Sawed-Off I eat those
These clothes they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don’t give a f** about these hoes,
They just slob knob in New York shows
Thirsty for the clips till I’m not flow
Pusha Georgia trip, b**h I got it poppin’
Me and Jasper goin’ coffin shoppin’
Hoes see the board be alot of boxes
b**hes see ya boy and their mouths are frothing
Chains glossin’
BITCH
[Hook]
Trash Wang n***as,
Thrilla we da k**a,
You can tell I’m Golf Wang,
By the f**ing stickers
OF or Wolf Gang,
My n***as is my n***as
Don’t let the skateboards fool you,
Know n***as that pull triggers
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, roll a blunt!
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, that’s what’s up!
Trash Wang, n***a, roll a blunt!
[Tyler the Creator]
Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, yeah, them n***as are swell
Tighter than a straight n***a goin’ to jail
Locked in a box, n***a, off them socks
I can finally afford the bail
My b**hes are bad
She’s pretty normal looking with a real nice a**
Now hop off my dick, what it
Be, b**h, Mob, Task, Force, Lil, B, n***a! (FUCK)
Speaking of the devil
Y’all n***as cornier than kettle
Y’all couldn’t smoke like a h**n in a black ops player & reach my level
Ate some bugs and I made some carats
f** y’all n***as’ bullsh**, y’all cherish
I’m 21, I threw a party but…
Difference is, y’all didn’t have a ferris
Wheel
[Jasper]
55 GRAMS IN THAT BLUNT NIGGA
I FACE THAT
JUST COP THAT MOTHERFUCKER BIMMER NIGGA
I RACE THAT
KEEP TALKING THAT SHIT
I’LL PULL YOUR CARD
GET CHIPPED LIKE THAT NIGGA FROM STOMP THE YARD
DON’T FUCK WITH JASPER
HE A RETARD
KILL YA FUCKIN GRANDMA AND HAVE YOUR FAMILY SCARRED
[Tyler the Creator]
Might f** around and be a goat named Felicia
Sorry, got a little excited
It’s prolly all the meth Walt Jr. provided
Wolf Gang, up in this b**h
Red Riding Hood is pissed
Somebody tell Megan and Sarah to come and s** a-
[Hook]
[Verse 5: Taco]
Bimmers for days
White b**hes is slaves
n***as ain’t with that warfare
My goons got aim
100 racks before 18
200 before I hit 6 feet
n***a we bout it bout it
Yo b**h try to s** my dick
[Verse 6: Lucas]
HOLDING UP MY CHAIN
VUHSACHEE FLOCKA FLAME
PULL UP IN THE TANK
COCK BACK AND AIM
SPITTING MY VERSE WEARING GOLD FANGS
IM LOADING UP THE NINE SHOUTING GOLF WANG
YOUR BITCH TATTOO
IT SAY MY NAME
SACHEE SANTANA
(NIGGA) BIRD GANG
SUPREME TEAM
SEVENTH VAIL
PAYING ALL THESE RATCHETS,
PHONE BILLS
[L-Boy]
(What) Yeah
Y’all n***as thought it was a game
We shutting the motherf**ing sh** down now n***a
It’s over for you b**h n***as
I’m here with my n***a nasty Nak’, Mr.Vasace,
Wolf Haley in this motherf**er
Jasper The Motherf**ing Dolphin
And my n***a, Mike G
We taking this sh** over
Its shut down for you b**h n***as
I got the Tech
Im bustin’ at y’all b**hes heads n***a
f** all you n***as
Its gettin’ hot in here
[Tyler]
Odd Future Wolf Gang bruh we k** ‘Em All
Golf Wang sticker on that Trash Wang
n***as that OF poppin Loiter Squad, Flog Gnaw
OFWGKTA yeah you n***as know them seven letters long
Yeah, Wolf Gang up in this b**h
Golf Wang up in this b**h
Litter Life up in this b**h
OFM, banging on your motherf**in’ FM
n***a, f** you thought this was n***a
Haha
Click Click (gunshot)
[Salem]
What the f** was that !?