This is a song about "Don t besnitching on my friends"

Wolf gang, kill em' all

You don;t thin anymore

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Uh, well, don't waste time

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Top dropped down, black on black

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Giving blowjobs to my friends