Wolfpack Lyrics - Action Bronson

Just tell me how high you are 

I don't know, what are you giving me? 

Just tell- just tell everyone how high you are 

No, I can't talk, I'm not telling anyone 

I'm not telling anyone 

Can you please- 

Are you recording me? 

No I'm not, can you just- 

You are lying 

Can you please tell them? 

I-I can't describe it, I am so high 

That's it, it's like I'm tripping 

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Yeah, Yeah 

Yeah, Yeah (Wolfpack) 

Puerto Rican Air Force One's at the wedding (Uh) 

I'm only speaking truth 

Uh, I might open up for Bruce (I might) 

My own horn I don't really mean to toot 

Sign big deals with yarmulkes on and suede gloves 

It's safe to say your boy done came up 

Too much lobster on the plane, the plane won't stay up (Uh) 

Bitch, I'm butt naked, laid up 

Yo, what the fuck? 

(Wolfpack) 

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This dick'll make an R&B chick write a song 

About the rain when it falls and the pain that it causes (Uh, uh) 

And how she always wakin' up alone? 

And now Bronson gotta call Tyrone (Gotta call Tyrone) 

Fuck that, I'm tryna blow smoke towards the moon 

Till my mind start racing like zoom 

I'm hotter than when Bow Wow dropped in the summer 

Girls scream and I hop into the Hummer like 

Uh, I'm a teenage heartthrob 

You smoke little blunts like Kevin Hart's arms (Uh) 

My bloodline predate Aardvark and large shark (Uh) 

And cookin' flesh off of charred bark (Aaah!) 

(Wolfpack, wolfpack) 

I shot dope before I wrote this 

Sniffed coke and did aerobics by the ocean 

This is Blue Chips 7 not Usher (Uh) 

Big muskets get squeezed like mustard 

And motherfuckers flee off in the Nissan (Uhh) 

They say that life is like a see-saw 

I roll solo, why I got these extra seats for? 

Hit eject, watch him free fall (Aaaaaah!) 

Better use both fucking feet, dog! 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Bam Bam, Blue Chips 7 

My Blue Heaven