Wolves Intro

Coming strong like desert storm

Blowing when I come through

I'm dropping fnol packs in gram prune juice

I then jumped off the pisoch

Yea they call me big douch

I'm in to the money bags bigger then lizzo

Now Open up the dizzo

Get down in the flizzo

You make one fuckin then my glizzy on gizzo

Nobody move nobody get hurt

That boy sneeze he bout to get murk

They bout to put that boy straight up on a shirt

Make a cardboard cut out for that boy for what it's worth

Make it hard for that boy to get work

Make it hard for that boy to sell merch

You fawkin with tha god of this church

Disrespecting the gang

We shoot first

I'm numb to this game **** it's like a perc

Took some time from the game for distribution werk now I'm sitting high in this bitch and I'm smoking purp

If you **** scared yeah then you **** need to go church

And don't come round my way cause you **** a get merked

Huh

Cause I'm fawkin with the wolves ****

Huh because I'm rolling with them wolves ****

I run with the wolves

I run with the wolves a pack of them bitches Under the moon

We eat

We hunt

We active lil bitch

I run with the wolves

I run with the wolves

Attack we viscous

Under the moon

We seek devour we bag up the riches

I run with the wolves

I run with the wolves a pack of them bitches

I run with the wolves

I run with the wolves a pack of them bitches

I run with the wolves

I run with the wolves a pack of them bitches

I run with the wolves

All we need is a couple inches

I'm at the bottom of the fish tank

Shit stank Fawk what a **** think

Sipping on the Easter pink

No key push start

Hit the interstate I-10

To the bank

To drop change in the tank

Secure the bag for the fam

Lafitte boy who I am

Catch a **** slipping on xans

Light damn

Leave a **** leaning like man

**** took the hit so now run me my bandz

They call me Finadouchi

Yeah you know the boy

big 6 **** blowing trombones

Plus making beats

For these street and best believe I'm dropping heat

Man you **** is

Man you **** don't wanna beef

You **** rather talk shit behind keyboard

I call that shit Twitter fingers

Y'all Throw rocks I throw hands

Yeah we different ****