Odd future, I'd shoot you, bitch I'm good on a badder day Better never fabricate I spit after I saturate the poison from a rattlesnake From a 1-10, your'e like an average 8 Blowjob, you suck, shall I elaborate Mind if I sip(?) in Osaka English television, Japanese soul operas High as a koala Burning inside Impalas Coasting, close edge 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 temple's Shirley Shorty's ten 'per-surely' tampers through dirty hampers Looking for the worthy answers Smoke from respiratory cancer Fuck knowledge, roll up I'm trying to get eminent Everybody know me like the president You sediment, soil You took the wrong turn Now its my turn, Turmoil 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 Seven times out the week Me and my wolves, we rolling in the street Me, Bitch so we can go deep go to sleep with a down ass freak Seven times out the week OFWGKTA, OFWGKTA OFWGKTA,. Either join with us or 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 Comply not to complain When abide a food chain 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 Seven times out the week 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 Seven times out the week OFWGKTA, OFWGKTA (x21)
