Tyler, The Creator - Buffalo

Buffalo Lyrics

(Yeah... You feel alright?)

[Verse 1]

God, goodness gracious

I can't wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces

That boy T nuts, surprised his thoughts isn't chafing

Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is racist

Cabbage was made, critic faggots was shook

So I told 'em that I'll exchange the word "faggot" with "book"

And all them "books" is pissed off and had their page in a bunch

Fuckin' attitude switched just like a "book" when it struts

But, I'm a fraud I pray to God when the six triple "book" bashin'

While me and my favorite author's lips tickle

Peter Parker pick a pack of peppers when the plot thickens

Tyler, The Creator fuckin' kill you with a popsicle

Cold blooded so we rock mittens so they won't find him

Not kiddin' keep the Tommy on me bitch, I'm Ms. Pickles

Said I seem off, last time that team talked

Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the 'preme off

Should've bought some stock in it

(Yo it's fucked up, I get it, put a sock in it)

Not Golf when the little homies don't, wait,let's weigh my options

I bought me a mansion, and bought some attention

Ain't give none to Hopsin,and dear Boyce Watkins

Why you mad? It's the slave in me

It's facts boy I'm back like Rosa Parks least favorite seat

Videos, stage dives, popups, they watching T'

While y'all niggas watchin' the throne, the throne be watching me

[Interlude: Shane Powers]

If you fuck this up

There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to this guy

Get those wings flapping motherfucker!

Cause this kid's ready to fucking fly


Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigger nigger on the wall

Rap bars, jail bars, die or shoot a basketball

"Tyler the DARKskin, arrested in AUStin"

Cops know who I was cause their kid said the show was AWEsome

[Interlude: Shane Powers]

Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you fucking...

Do NOT fuck this up!

You have the whole world in your fucking hands

[Verse 2]

How many leaders in the house?

Well can somebody bring the mirrors out? I'm getting lonely

Likes and apologies and snaps make it obvious

That everybody on this fucking planet lackin' confidence

How many leaders in the house? (Do not fuck this up!)

Well can somebody bring the camera out so I can film me

T a great director nigga's vision must be blurry

Boy I get them epic shots like jaywalkin' in Missouri

Wait... How many leaders in the house?

Well can't somebody bring my album out so I can hear one

Pour me a drink, shit I don't know what to think

Cause all these niggas leaning like they Forest Whitaker's blink

Wait... How many leaders in the house?

See why nobody got they hands up, see that's the issue

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