Buffalo Lyrics - Tyler, The Creator

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 

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' 

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

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 

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

Do NOT fuck this up! 

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You have the whole world in your fucking hands 

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