Fuck with the Wolf, we startin' to bark viciously Catch us in a pile of bodies where dead bitches be Box Logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand That Bastard was buzzin' like Woody so we get it for free Had to duct tape the mother goose the mask was off I stumbled down a hill then I had Jill jack me off Harder than my dick when Taylor Swift is in my basement Cause I've been doin' this since Pooh fucked Christopher Robin, son Wolf Gang knitted on my cotton like some smelly Dirty rotten nigga picked it from a cotton gin Do not give a fuck I've got the swagger of a virgin's dick But if I did it would be bigger than Earl's upper lip Sip sizzurp, Supreme on my shizzirt I munch a bunch of tacos with Waverly's favorite wizard The favorite nigga turned into Freddy Kruger And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer From the palms of Jeffrey Dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks Beat like the brown lip balm that was made for Rihanna All you fuckin' bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit I'll shove Bastard down your throat, regurgitate my excrement Them 2DopeBoyz is fairies they're Peter like boysenberries Meet the scary, turn his white ass to a Jim Carrey twin A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then 2DopeBoyz don't want beef, they're just overweight vegetarians