Leather Head

[Intro]

Wolf fucking Haley

I'm not fucking crazy, fucking crazy

Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang

Okay, it's my turn to rap (Do that)

[Verse]

Fucking modern day Ian Curtis I oughta been

The motherfuckin' bulls was hotter than a Dennis Rod-a-Man

All the men and girls was tied up inside a cottage and

Raquel, Riley, Brandun, Alexis, fuckin' Milan and them

House’s egg yolking, motherfuckin' ain’t joking

Throats chokin' hulkin that motherfuckers like I’m Hulk Hogan

Halloween at Neverland Ranch? I’m Macaulay Culkin

Fuckin' Superbad swag when I murder Seth Rogen

I’m sick, this asthma, takin' 6 Robitussin

I’m fuckin' this game up no trojans for the semen

On the boat, better vote and fuckin' pray

Even though the pope is bogus

Even though I’m hyped the dopest

2Dope don’t wanna post us

Copy all we are off how we all are rockin

And they kosher but don’t trip

My pockets got a loaf of that

I’ll show you how you’re supposed to rap

Yeah, for the blonde bitches

They say they enjoy the vision

I’m the man now the boys missin' from the decision

My television is eclectic

How can he move on Waka Flocka and back to Joy Division?

Yeah, I said that I received info now the surgeon is missing

Probably cause I dressed up as a nurse

Went it to his office, gave him his cup of coffee

Aw, now he is feeling nauseous buzzin' me to walk in

Takin’ all the doctor calls, ask her to prescribe

A bunch of shit that he can munch and such

He asked what was in the coffee, I just coughed a blush

Whatchu say? (Hey! Wait, you're not- WHAT THE FUCK!)

Hit him with the uppercut then cut him up

With the roughest tools

And I found out the wolves had

Aten some sections of ugly sluts

Fuck! Now I got blood on my new fuckin' sneakers and stuff

Fuck it, storage room where this doctor's getting his body stuffed

By this fuckin' awesome, thrashin' African that’s marvelous

With green supreme hats, smoker’s head, it was a pot of luck

I love Taylor Swift, Date Rape Sirloin, in a wife beater with a Chris Brown iron-on

Bitch, I’m tighter than a stogie and a lighter

The cuts thats on Taylor or the Braces when I bite her

After that I will retain her from leaving gaps and gashes

When I brush her with the rubber bands leaving gummy rashes

Laughing Gas, Pass her out, fool beat this

Cause I’ll do to her what my father didn’t really give

And that’s not hard to figure out but just in case it is

I’ll make it really hard to get it out, if you catch my drift

[Outro]

Wolf, Gang

Fuck