Help Yo Self - Xavier Wulf

Aye… wait, who the fuck you talking to?

Who the fuck is who?

I give no fuck it’s me who coming through…

Fuck that nigga and his whole crew

I don’t give no fuck you mad for what?

Because I pulled through and killed you

The 240 is damn fool

Pulled my 46 and now yo bitch can’t even fuck with you

What the fuck you mean these niggas mad because they fell through

What’d I try to tell you, these niggas need some help fool

Pull up talking shit, like I always do

Now watch me shake a spliff

Catch a grip, see me comin' thru I smoke and switch a gear

Who is this, talkin' shit?

Another jealous hatin' bitch, you a trip

I’ma take a trip and smoke until I trip

Yeah you posted in the city but, who you stayin with?

Yee ain’t got no damn crib, how you think that make her feel?

How you skrt, skrt, skrt?

Yee ain’t got no damn whip

Only renting for the hour then it’s back to Uber trips

I ain’t even hatin' on it nigga get it how you live

But don’t ever try to diss a damn king of this hill

Treat yo bitch like Luanne and let the squad do a drill

I go strictly for the kill, gut 'em all before I kill

See me in my damn garage

Fuck that rappin' shit I’m here

I pull off, screamin' why the fuck you niggas even here

All you hipsters gettin' hip

And you hoes beggin' for chips

Always hail Wulf Woe, I say the word and then we dip… you bitch

(Who is who nigga)