[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]

Who the heck invited Mr. (I don't give a what)

Who cries about his dad in a blog (Because he always fusses)

Boy you messing up and truthfully I've had enough

And screw rolling papers (I'm a rebel dog, I'm asking what?)

Full of crap like I ate that john

Come on kids (Screw that class and hit that thong)

Let's buy stuff and get those kids with dads and moms

With nice homes, 41k's (And those shiny lawns)

Those little punks gotta learn, we ain't takin no mess

What's up man? Do your best

Cause I don't have no home meal to come to

So if you do I'm throwing fingers out screaming (Umm, ooh?)

I got a bunch of these, a bunch of these

Not Dahm, if I was a Dahm I would be Humpty

Green hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy

Really 'bout it 'bout it like I'm Master P (In sixty five)

It's really immaculate the way your girl be smacking (Me)

Surprised she hasn't did school stuff in the alley oop

Golf Wang hooligans messing up the school again

Showing you and yours that doing stuff is really cool again

I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me

Look at my hat, it's cool

Punches to the stomach where that other stuff's supposed to be

Forget this man, yeah!

[Hook]

It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Wolf Gang, triple six crew

(Turn me up, put your hands in the air, go Hodgy)

[Verse 2: Hodgy]

My love is gone for you Tommy, you can go figure

Now it's time for me to be a real, hey (Hold up)

This beat is real nice (Woo! Drop that, Sydney!)

So I'mma spit like I ain't never spit before

And I'mma walk through that.. door (Woo!)

And I'mma make all that.. dough

So is you messing with me? No

This that Wolf Gang, this that, this that Wolf Gang

Green hats and green gats, knocking everybody on their back

Mess around with me and I'm gon scratch your cat, uh!

[Hook]

[Outro: Hodgy]

They don't know us, they don't know us

They don't know where we from, they don't know nothing

I ain't joking