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[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] I meditate before I elevate, cough, medicate Sedate, date which I escalate, heaven gates No hesitation, Wolf revelation Gang education, Freddy Jason, what it might seem We shake and bake the cake, poison frozen icing Fuck 'em all, ice cream, black magic, white dreams Blue collar, purple tag label You holla, don't bother me, you sitting at the fag table My state is euphoric, and my pride is true courage I reach for the stars, Fantastic Four it Wealthy in my future, but I can't afford rich Presidential suite, sound proof, door glitched Terrorists landed, bet it gets handed on Christmas You get caca if you on Santa's shit list Receive a gun, raise your O.F. hitlist Tongue lick of death, wish like a frozen big stick, nigga
[Hook] Follow everywhere I go cause I'm from Odd Future Wolf Gang, um Follow everywhere I go cause I'm from Odd Future Wolf Gang, they Follow everywhere we go We are Odd Future Wolf Gang Say OFWG, say OFWG, say OFWG, OFWG Say OF, say OF, say OF, Odd Future Wolf Gang
[Verse 2: Hodgy] Mind hype, Like I'm white, with attention deficit Blind mice, I'm life, spaz, make the best of it Retard syndrome, purge and bend some My crew isn't sailing, I'mma fucking rip some Bio, sucking lipo from the fat bitches and dope beats Golden grills, Caddy DeVille, suffocating, choke streets Sub woof, drug kush, trunk hella steezy I'm like the sauce between the bread and the fucking cheesy Squeeze me, squeeze me, like a squeegee Niggas like to bordercross, half pipe, fijis Believe me, I'm cool like the motherfucking breezy Heart cold, dick freezing, never shrivel up Bars loose, pit drivels up, music riddles us Like women nipple jugs, full grown werewolf No yorkie, eat beef, chicken, no porky In front of the class, eyeglass nerd dorky
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[Verse 3: Earl] Got these faggots shouting revolution, I am Earl, that shit's ruthless In the booth, there's no spoofing, bitch I spit like I'm toothless Fool, OF crew, fool y'all fruits and 'em Lying like fuck truth, dropping shit like polution Dirty like a bum's unwiped ass now I'm transitioning from class clown to cash cow Indeed, I got steez to pass out Believe I'm dope, a fucking breathing crack house She diseased on her knees, with ass out Ace got on ski mask, she gon' need knee pads Supreme 5 panels and green hats Y'all don't come close like Winehouse and Rehab Going back, no, the crafty assholes plateau Got the game in a motherfucking lasso Ride that ho, cruising in the music with the attitude Of tool kits, make 'em respect my two cents Could really give two shits, let alone a dollar My flows make bros go whoa, your mother says holler Wack niggas say nada, OF the best, no synonym Still my pockets slim like the Olsen twins, it's on Off I piss 'em and dismissing 'em quick and my sentences Stay Oliver Twisting like Charles Dickens death Wishing competition, but listen, the plot thickens I'm a stand up nigga, well fuck it, I'm not sitting
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