False Publication - Buffalo Bill (feat. Hydraa)

Pop out like Hannibal Hannibal
Killing like Buffalo Bill
I'm not signing no deal
Gripping my quills
When I'm inking these verses
I know that I'm cold bitch
I'm feeling the chill
30 below cover my tracks in the snow
You could never hold me down
Stepping I'm stepping I'm solemnly stepping
Ego my weapon it earn me the crown
Move like a king so they gotta respect
Insomnia flow I can't give it a rest
Lungs aflame like malboros are burning my chest
Bitch I'm close to a wreck
But I swerve of the side of the road I'm avoiding that cliff
Consider lighting a spliff
But I know I'll just end up relying on that shit
It's happened before it'll happen again
Uh, ok
Put care in yo lyrics
Cemetary, how I'm sipping the spirits
Nightmare flow, how these niggas gon fear it
Crack his ass like a spartan, I spear it
Hit the dash, I'm like Sonic quick wit it
Harry Potter, Magic flows, I like quidditch
Make a wish, shooting starts I might hit like a comet
Onomatopoeia, come straight out a comic
Let's bring out the monsters
Type of the shit get to scaring these capping ass niggas, they tuck and they run to the fathers
First-degree murder in minutes, the type of the shit too quick for the fucking responders
Hitting shit. splitting shit, Scorpion finish it
Test my might when i motherfucking slip in it
Gunned by association, get your wig split
Magical wrist I flip it with a ripstick
Hickory Dickory bitch is you kidding me
This is a message you niggas ain't killing me
Got up out the jump now I'm back on my villainy
My bitch a gem and she kill and she eat, okay
Learning from the greats
Tryna make a name
Tryna be the same
As the ones that
Learned from the pain
Gained a couple pounds
Never fall down
Like Cad Bane Imma chase that bounty uh
Bounty Hunter, but no Schaefer
Hounds are hungry, I'm their waiter
See you later, pulling weight like mater, but I'm packing a kick
Like a satyr
Yeah I'm packing and backing
The movement
Improvements have made me
Get up from the ruins
Assuming I'm getting to where
I can do this
The structure is held up by glue and
It's newly insured
They tryna get to me
Like some fresh meat
Bitch I'm seasoned like Netflix next week
Looking at how far back they set me
It's no challenge, bitch I'm the best thing
King of the jungle I stay with the pride, uh
I think they falling behind
You lying if you think that we ain't top five, yup
We firing up a franchise
I rip em apart if they think about tryin us
You fell off it's no denying
I'm eyeing my life with my toes in the sand I'm the best in the land no one better alive
It's a problem? Then you know been on it
I hop out 07s no big body trucks
The green on my mind on my head like a duck
I've had it all and it still ain't enough
I've had it all and it still ain't enough I'm still hungry I eat on these beats like it's lunch
She say I'm toxic I'm lyin 4 fun
Told her it was what it was
Say that she love me I don't say it back
She call me an asshole
Been saving up racks been built to a stack
Like a cowboy been looped like a lasso
Or kids watchin camp lazlo
Wait till I'm rich travel straight to barbado
But I always been waiting to glow
You already know cause they been right in my shadow
Bigger they are the harder they fall
Then why have I been at the top for a minute
Bigger the teeth the harder the bite
Prolly why it getting easy in life
Back then I couldn't really deal with the strife
As if we could fall I would never say might
Never had a tutor
But I know a guy wit a ruler if you want a lesson that's right
My future been bright
So don't get surprised when you see me and prolly get blinded by light
I write wit a left
And never was shocked when I saw them and realized they never could fight
I keep the drama out my head
You heard what I said
I'm keeping that shit out of sight
And when I die
Write on my grave
Son, brother, friend
Someone you never should try

Written by:
Amyr Desruisseaux, Devin Smith, Eric Henkes, Jack Dwyer, Patrick Diakite

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