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wolf mode - derrick milano lyrics

[intro]
yeah (woo)
uh
half man, half motherf*ckin’ wolf (ayy, grr)
you know how we comin’ with it (uh, yeah)
listen, look (uh)

[verse]
i don’t see none of these n*ggas, i feel like i’m stevie (ayy)
don’t need to rap, but this sh*t gettin’ easy (woo)
i’m droppin’ mixtapes, i feel like i’m weezy (uh)
ain’t no competition, these f*ck n*ggas cheesy (danny, i see you)
if you want drama then we keep a cannon (uh)
if that’s your b*tch, why she sayin’ i’m handsome? (that’s cold)
wait, i’ma pull off in a phantom
uh, these n*ggas mad, throwin’ tantrums (ayy)
when it comes to this rap sh*t, i k!ll it and smash it
i ain’t talkin’ bout s*x but this sh*t gettin’ nasty
n*ggas look at my instagram, they mad i’m flexin’
i got bars for these n*ggas, i feel like i’m cassidy (ayy)
don’t need no car ’cause in person i’m poppin’ (poppin’)
all in my comments like, “when is you droppin’?” (droppin’)
celebrate when i’m back in this b*tch, got it rockin’ (rockin’)
this that real music, ain’t doin’ tiktokin’
uh, while they hearin’ woes i’m hearin’ these hoes (hoes)
i post a picture, they set it, i’m goals (goals)
bought a new bust down, my wrist be on froze (froze)
“is he a writer?” i guess, i suppose (ayy)
that means i got hits for all of these n*ggas (yeah)
play that back, but i’m richer than all of these n*ggas (yeah)
stand out myself, i don’t talk to these n*ggas (woah)
mm, mm, mm
f*ck all these labels, they made me a monster (grr)
i got my own money, don’t need me no sponsor (woo)
you put on a show for these ho like a concert (these hoes)
all these rappers be actin’, give these n*ggas oscars
i got hits, i got hooks, boy, i feel like a boxer (boxer)
bully mode, shovin’ these kids in these lockers (bet)
c*ckin’ sh*t, i’m k!llin’ n*ggas, whole rosters (let’s go)
google me, i’m writin’ hits for they rosters (ayy)
love me my money, this sh*t gettin’ ugly
labels signin’ these gimmicks, but they tryna judge me (huh)
these a&r’s all in my face like a custy (what?)
fire that n*gga, his ear a lil’ rusty (hah)
i got the game in a frenzy, they love me (love me)
ceos all in my phone ’cause they trust me
i ain’t drop a song, yeah, like four year, but i’m buzzin’ (buzzin’)
tell all these motherf*ckin’ n*ggas i’m comin’ (ayy)

[outro]
wait, yeah, yeah
y’all motherf*ckers thought it was a motherf*ckin’ game
all y’all n*ggas like, “oh, oh, oh, that n*gga, he can just write for everybody”
yeah, y’all n*ggas thought
n*gga, i pimp the pen

- derrick milano lyrics

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