Letra de Chordoroy

We come through mopping, like janitors
Smoking kush nuggets the size of f*cking tarantulas
Blow got me amped as f*ck, hold niggas backing up
And that nigga Short tell that nigga Jasper swag me up
Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how to f*ck?
Our number one fans are faggots who used to laugh at us
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
"Um, y'all dope, Wolf Gang just the
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Yeah the dabradors take your head chop off
No father, f*ck being proper bitch, we're popping off
And to top it off I'm dropping monster monologues
As hot enough to piss your local arson off
That's me spitting this f*cking garbage toss
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
Switch swag on you little dick fags
You f*cking dead bitch, chips up on my spiff bag with your bitch ass
She call me crazy, they call me crazy
They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life
I'm living baby, I'm living baby
I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life
And you call me shady, call me crazy
Call me lazy, I ain't your baby
It's a chordaroy life that I'm living hazy
It's a chordaroy life that I'm living phase me
People love Hodgy I hate you though
I don't precipitate bitch, I H2O
And I move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider trying to get in brain
I like girls but I don't f*ck with tramps
I'm elephant tusking and they suck your lance
I'm shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly
Break jaws Mr. Vigora, rigorously
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
I got weed for less than a percentage of a f*cking
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
Bitch I got my swag called, natural protection
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
I brandish and I flash tools and I have full stepping
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til I can see the light
Feed niggas shells like my motherf*cking beach is nice
When I say "Wolf Gang", you say "F*ck that"
Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt raps
Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious buttcracks
Enough f*cking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
This is f*ck music, let a couple sluts use it
Show their boobs, and I'll hop out the booth when I'm done pooping
Grab a couple gats, stuff them in the backpack
Then take them to school for show and tell day screaming "F*ck students"
Backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust
Could f*cking splat and show you the f*cking Iraq in us
A bunch of f*cking wolves and rats having niggers the size of Shaq
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Killing these niggas off quick
Don't believe me? Then watch me empty out a full clip
Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch
That wasn't bullets, that was copies of Bastard, you bitch