This is a song about "Bloody birthdays agra"

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

(what up dad?) do you remember the birthdays you missed out?

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I bashed him in his face til his eyes were bloody.

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

That'll do anything that i please

Bloody knives chainsaws and machetes