Wolf Pack - Smoke DZA, 183rd

Riiight

The RFC wolf pack’s in here

Uh, I’ll throw my H in the air

Uh, I’ll fuck around and end your career

Only seen competition when I’m looking in the mirror

Uh, sippin' sangria

Phone’s like some icy veneers

Niggas don’t wanna shoot the field

We jump niggas anyway, my niggas don’t care

Jackknife like Daddy Cool

All the way turnt up attributes

Run around like Radicals

Mark through your spot uninvited like Animals

Gold on my strap

Ambush you, RFC on your back

Uh, fuckboys get crucified

Survey says one more for the cool guys

Uh, and the survey says

One more for the cool guys

One more for the cool guys

You can never be too fly

One more for the cool guys

One more for the cool guys

One more for the cool guys

You can never be too fly

One more for the cool guys