[Verse 1]
It's Earl, Mr. Early Bird, gets them girls with curvy curves
Skate Mental, truck smack a !@$)got in his Shirley Temple

Your rhymes rentals, give 'em back to they owners
At the end of the bar, I spit with the permanents
Learn I'm a curb stomping person

Like third strike verdict dropping jaw dropping verses
This bigger lips in person, ^!$$% spits some burn so urn the %#@!
Furnish the flow until my pockets green, Kermit's dick

The Miss Piggies with a string in they $$#
I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass
So if you thinking about dissing stop thinking it fast

Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass, ho
The Miss Piggies with a string in they $$#
I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass

So if you thinking about this then stop thinking it fast
Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass, (*##$


[Hook]
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains

Wait, where you going, what you doing tonight?
Just want to know what you doing, come back
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine

Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
Where you going, what you doing tonight?
Stop running, where you going, what you doing?


[Verse 2]
It's Earl, Mr. Lateshift, rapist in training

Who edge about as straight as some clay closet gay dick
Ray say hey Earl's a real charming racist
Your birthday day, have some KK cake (*##$

Habit have it, grab it fast and attack it, !@$)got
I'm above average like I'm rapping in the attic, yeah
I'm crouched in the ba!@&(t shouting "Couch" is the greatest hit

Dirty as a !@#* is, fans stand in rain for this
They even stand in sleet season until they $#&@ing feet bleeding
Hail and $#&@ing snow, in hell with $#&@ing coats

Probably wear more layers, there's only one Sweatshirt
He make them bow down until they motha$#&@ing necks hurt
Fans probably stand in sleet season until they $#&@ing feet bleeding

Hail and $#&@ing snow, in hell with $#&@ing coats
Probably wear more layers, there's only one Sweatshirt
He make them bow down 'til they motha$#&@ing necks hurt


[Hook]


[Verse 3]
Mr. Deerskin Moccasins is on the $#&@ing stalk again
Following and stalking all them larchmont soccer chicks

Chopping limbs, gnawing legs, through they $#&@in' stockings
Him his grandfather sweatshirt, clockin' all them cardigans
Product of popped rubbers and pops that did not love us

So when I leave home keep my heart on the top cupboard
So I will not stutter when I'm shoutin' $#&@ you, son
Wolf Gang 'bout it, we ain't waitin' 'til the moon come

Woo son, the moonshine got feelin' loose
As the puss of a !@^% who's used to abuse
My screws pretty loose mind $#&@ed like the hair-doos

Of doo-doo mamas, dude I will bear jew you
You unripe fruit dudes is crews to chew through
My ^!$$%s wash 'em down with a fat carton of yoo-hoo

Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All $#&@ 'em all
No lube, it's the crew to get use to, !@$)got