Odd future, I'd shoot you, bitch
I spit after I saturate the poison from a rattlesnake
From a 1-10, you're like an average 8
Blowjob, you suck, shall I elaborate
Mind if I sip [?] in Osaka
English television, Japanese soul operas
I'm on the ground like pro-pegs
They ask if I worry if my future's looking curry
The morning's bright and early
My prize, my temple's Shirley
Shorty's ten 'per-surely' tampers through dirty hampers
Looking for the worthy answers
Smoke from respiratory cancer
I'm trying to get eminent
Everybody know me like the president, It's evident
Me and my wolves, we rolling in the street
Me, Bitch so we can go deep
A nigga count sheep, go to sleep with a down ass freak
Me and my wolves, we rolling in the street
Me, Bitch so we can go deep
A nigga count sheep, go to sleep with a down ass freak
OFWGKTA, OFWGKTA, OFWGKTA...
Either join with us or step away
I'm a warrior, as I reign from the middle ages
In the Roman Empire, riding separate stages
Pencil, pages, mental cages
No sort of patience as I'm hitting greatness
Rose out of the pavement, a proud of amazement
Smoke right out of a basement to a spot where we making it spacious
As God's glory is gracious
Say your graces for the glutton
You niggas ain't eating supper?
Well at least you get to have something
The future's looking odd,uh,things do change
Try not to restrain, shit happens like things
And the 'if' about them things, is if them things do bang, Bitch
Me and my wolves, we rolling in the street
Me,Bitch so we can go deep
A nigga count sheep, go to sleep with a down ass freak
Me and my wolves, we rolling in the street
Me, Bitch so we can go deep
A nigga count sheep, go to sleep with a down ass freak
OFWGKTA, OFWGKTA ,OFWGKTA...