This is a song about "We dippen"

Yea and this is something to think about

Til we strike out, we just hoping we don't strike out

We will hack and cough till we choke

The street slang i be speakin in code

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

We getting paid like we knew we would

We may snooze when we can

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

We out here we touring

What up girl, tell me how you been

We showin up, we blow the dutch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

We got money so we ball out

Baby heading down a cloud