| You can call me Titan Wulf or Young Führer now |
| I got fools mad as fuck cause I come truer now |
| Bitch I’m flawless as can be and you can’t do non' 'bout it |
| You need to kill yourself, nigga think about it |
| Hatin' on me will get you left out |
| And your girl think you’re lame, that’s what we’re textin' 'bout |
| I got money in my hand, I eat whatever now |
| And I feed my people too, we do lil' better now |
| Fuck all you rappers, I ain’t one of y’all |
| I hate you niggas, so I kill you off |
| Fuck the industry, I’m finna burn it down |
| Don’t think that we’re cool, bitch I will cut you now |
| Swimmin' in his blood, that’s how that boy was found |
| Disrespect me and get your ass surrounded |
| When I speak, I can make these walls crack |
| I’m in full beast mode when I go attack |
| These fools want my style and I can peep that |
| But bitch I’m just too special, watch me switch that |
| Wulf Führer swingin' like a maniac |
| I got the Mountain Boy jacket with the compass in it |
| The compass read fake niggas in all directions |
| But I ain’t trippin', I put that blade up in 'em |
| The radio is awful, keep it from the children |
| I’mma lose my mind when they interview me |
| I’mma talk so bad them folks gon' want to sue me |
| I’m smokin' with your bitch, watchin' Fooly Cooly |
| She want to fuck on me, but I won’t let her do it |
| I’d rather smoke my weed, while I keep it movin' |