Smoke Dza - Wolf Pack lyrics

rate me

The RFC Wolf Pack’s in here

I throw my action in the air

Fuck around an inch around

I only see competition when I’m looking in the mirror

Sipping sangria, foams like icy veneers

Niggas don’t wanna shoot the fair

We jump niggas anyway, my niggas don’t care

Jack knife like daddy pole

All the way turned up action brutes

Run around like radicals, run through your spot uninvited, like animals

Gold on my strap, ambush, RFC on your back

Fuck, boys get crucified

Survey says one more for the cool gods

And the survey says one more for the cool gods

One more for the cool gods

You can never be too fly

One more for the cool gods

One more for the cool gods

One more for the cool gods

You can never be too fly

One more for the cool gods