Tyler, The Creator, Shane Powers - BUFFALO lyrics

"yeah!" "You feel alright?"
"yeah!"

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
And 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 they page in a bunch
Fucking attitude switched just like a
"book" when it struts but I'm a fraud
I pray to God when the
Six triple "book" bashing
While me and my favorite author's lips tickle
Peter Parker pick a pack of
Peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The Creator fucking kill
You with a popsicle cold blooded
So we rock mittens so they won't find him
Not kidding, keep the Tommy on me bitch
I'm Ms pickles
Said I seemed 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's
Least favorite seat
Videos, stage dives, popups, they watching T
While y'all niggas watching the throne
The throne be watching me

"If you fuck this up there are
So many fucking kids right now
Listening to this guy"
("yeah!" "You feel alright?" "yeah!")
"Get those wings flapping
Motherfucker! 'Cause this kid's ready
To fucking fly"
("yeah!" "You feel alright?" "yeah!")
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigga
Nigga on the wall rap bars, jail bars
Die or shoot a basketball
Tyler, the dark skin arrested in Austin
Cops know who I was cause their
Kids said the show was awesome
("yeah!" "You feel alright?" "yeah!")
"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"
("yeah!" "You feel alright?" "yeah!")

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 lacking 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
Niggas' vision must be blurry
Boy, I get them epic shots
Like jaywalking in Missouri
Wait, how many leaders in the house?
Well can 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