This is a song about "Atlanta money hoes gang"

A legend have to bow, africa

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Gang banging with bloods and crips

3m's on my new balance

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

The ice ain't really nothing to her

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",