The Wolverine

I'm riding in the big block with a fucking big glock

Got them subs jumping in the trunk, that's a big knock

Got them suckers ducking when they jump, that's a big chop

Oh no, it's chopping down trees Mama said, baby, stop smoking that weed

God please, my son needs some help He said he got demons and he talking to himself

He said he got opps and he killed them all himself

He cut off all their heads and he put them on a shelf

And said, who next? He got them running like they running for

dead presidents I sped past with lead, with hollow tips

That's red, that's dead residence That's red dead redemption, exemption