Know Yo Place - Xavier Wulf

Yeah sir this one goes out to all you soft ass faggot ass fan boys in my

comments all on my shit

Thinkin you know me

You soft ass nigga you ain’t never knew me

You don’t know nothing about where I’m from or how I got or who I met

Bitch ass nigga

M-E-M-P-H-I-S, yes

Go on fail this test boy and get your ass pressed next

I don’t give no fuck bout none of them hoes

I don’t reply to texts

I just let em sit in there

Headphones up in my ear

Music still loud cause you ain’t sayin shit I need to hear

La-la-la-la-la, and turn around and walk up out of there

I don’t give a fuck bout none of them niggas

Keep them over there

She sent me a text too late like, Aye baby-boo, is you near?

I said, fuck you want

She said, bruh please get me up out of here

I said, where you at?

She said, we chillin at his momma crib

Worst part about it I ended up stranded over here and he ain’t even got no weed,

now he tryna go jug a Uber man

I said, bitch I’m sorry, so sorry for your dilemma ma’am

But I gotta make back to the bank before five fam

Ima have to get you up off of my line like now

I ain’t gon say it twice shit I’m hangin this bitch up right now

That’s right my nigga

Like I said I don’t give a fuck about none of these hoes and I don’t give a

fuck about none of these fan think-they-know-it-all ass niggas

I built my career based off doing whatever the fuck I wanted to do whenever the

fuck I wanted to do it

I’m ridin down the block with Doctor Jeff slick scared

Cause you don’t ever know what’s goin through his head

Yeah and I think them niggas was really dead bruh

But fuck it I said my grace let’s get this bread

Yeah, yeah

You niggas weak you niggas ain’t fed enough

That’s why you mad bitch what you playin for

Me and my niggas built a whole new game up

And ya’ll know I ain’t lyin

Bitch you know the same thang huh

I’m one of the first underground kings

And we was the first screamin fuck the mainstream

We the ones said fuck a deal

Get yourself some skill, a little dedication in the wheel

Mix it all together that’s a formula to kill

Its Slaughter Wulf Woe

Pay yo homage or be squealed

My pig nose forty so gorge- it give em chills

She said let’s go hop off in it and spin it back to your crib, nigga

That’s right my nigga let’s do another recap

Like I said I don’t give a fuck about nan none of these hoes I don’t give a

fuck about nan none of these niggas

Ya’ll can hate, do what you want to but at the end of the day ain’t none of you

niggas ain’t never been on shit

Nigga, yeah

Go tell them haters take a chill pill and catch a cab now

Why she tweakin, why she geekin?

Where her ride at?

I run a business, 1−800-GETYOURCLOUTBACK

Damn my phone ringin right damn now, boy would you look at that?

You want a verse?

I’ll do you worse and send this hearse back

And don’t hit my email if you ain’t got them fire beat packs

You lyin hatin ass rappers can retire that, yeah

Or catch this final form Wulf Attack

Yeah my nigga let’s do one final recap

I don’t give a fuck about none of you niggas

I swear to God I don’t-

I swear to any God I don’t bruh

I do me how I do me nigga

I ain’t never listen to nan nigga

I’m never gon start listenin to nobody

Fuck all you niggas, you understand?

I do what I want to do how I want to do it when I wanna do it