Hodgy
Sandwitches (Clean Version)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Who the heck invited Mr. (I don't give a what)
Who cries about his daddy in a blog because he his music sucks
Well you messing up and truthfully I've had enough
And screw rolling papers, I'm a rebel dog
Full of crap like I ate that john
Come on kids screw that class and hit that (What?)
Let's buy a tub and get those kids with dads and moms
With nice homes, 41k's and real nice lawns
Those little punks gotta learn, we ain't takin no spit
No Ellen DeGeneres this is Jimmy Fallon in here
Rebellious in this is our introduction to Golf Wang
Everybody hollering and screaming out “Wolf Gang”
I got ten of these Kennedys, not Dom but if I wasn’t Dom I would be Jeffery
‘Preme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
Really 'bout it 'bout it like I'm Master P in ninety six
It's really immaculate the way girls be smackin spits
Surprised she hasn't done gymnastic tricks at my alley oop
The Golf Wang hooligans messing up the school again
And showing you and yours that skateboards is really cool again
I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me
Sonic youth, I’m ripping everything plus the upholstery
Punches to the face is where the happy face is supposed to be
Screw a mask, I want that girl to know it's me, ugh

[Hook]
Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Wolf Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, triple six crew
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
Wolf Gang kill them
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
My love is all for your mami, you can have a Hershey’s
A kiss on the cheek a present from the clerks kid
Got higher then vines, you told me it’d all be worth it
Getting paid 50 a week and can’t afford the stussy shirts with-
To sum it up, they dumb it down I’ll rumble up
Wake and bake then crumble up
F—k, that was a humble cuss
Playing basketball with Jesus, and he beat us
(Who?)
Me, Butthead and Beaver
Cold as fever, pain reliever’s to prevent grandma from seizures
We know it’s old so together
Chains reflects the glare of her
There’s prunes and pudding in the fridge that we can all just share with her
Kiss and hug her constantly like my grandpa just married her
Psychedelic fella with a swag is even scarier

[Hook]
Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Wolf Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
It's-