Lyrics:
Jake Wolf

Okay, this is an intellectual, idealistic, impractical, unrealistic, yet pessimistic article Okay, you fucking cunts What's all the hype about? The

every time we eat? If I was a chair I'd be like sit here and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered wolf hair If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh

) Home girl, blowin' my jack (Like that) We boys in the mist of the noise (It's like that) We big boys whippin' them toys (Like that) We up late, runnin' from Jake

his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggaz up in Height figures bitin niggaz Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes

guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin' [Jae Millz - Verse 3:] I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy Name Jake but you can call

' guards margaritas Suckin' his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggaz up in height figures bitin' niggaz Silks wally-wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes

margaritas Suckin his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggaz up in Height figures bitin niggaz Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes

guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin' [Verse 3: Jae Millz] I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy Name Jake but you can call

, I am already When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone Drunk by myself [Verse 2] Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once Been in the shoes of a Wolf