Lyrics Rico - MellowHype

We in the studio
I said, we in the studio
Is this mic on?
Check, check

I'm thankful for my position I was given in life
'Cause I know some people livin' who ain't livin' this life
Read about starved children who ain't eatin' this right
Drug lords declare war, sellin' cheaper the price

Stuntin' dummy drug money, yeah, them sneakers is nice
Get your swag from the blacks sellin' bags of white
Niggas can't get a job so we self-employed
If the coppers come a-knockin', we gon' help that boy

Bail money, welcome back home out of jail money
White girl pale money, sunny when we sell money
See seashell money, we sell money
Rain, hail money, heaven, what the hell money
Dusty paper, stale money, I thought they restricted it
Did for most people but we out here gettin' it

Put your hands under her dress
We get the feelin' that she's faded and she's willin' screamin'
"Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off"
The sex, it turned to children then the children turn to villains
Villain Wolves screamin', "Kill them all, fuck them all"

And that go for anybody that come around here
That ain't from around here
Ho, you too, you ain't special
(Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck them all)

She handles herself a classic
She got a nice ass but she can't run no games on me
She claim to like the stores and the clothes
Jeans bleached with the holes but she can't get my bank, homie

Too smart is no good if she smart for no good
It's so good, she can't flaunt her thing on me
She can be full of swag, drive a Jag
Poppin' tags on the Ave but she can't get her cake from me

That sounded like the hook I threw at her in the Swag I rode her in
Said she came to feel me in, when she really came to fill me in
Like, baby, what's the deal in it? Seem to be attracted
By the fiancée and finance that no wifey concealin' it

Dealin' with life's shuffle then fold
Dippin' with the duffles I hold, if we are a couple, let's go
To the place where we lead in the life [Incomprehensible] to sleep
Bring the pipe, blow the weed, punch lines to be received

Put your hands under her dress
We get the feelin' that she's faded and she's willin' screamin'
"Wolf Gang, whip me off, get me off"
The sex, it turned to children then the children turn to villains
Villain Wolves screamin', "Kill them all, fuck them all"

And that go for anybody that come around here
That ain't from around here
Ho, you too, you ain't special
Wolf Gang kill them all, fuck them all