[Verse 1: Oddyssey]
Who the f** am I? O-to-the-dizzy b**h
You ain't a 90's kid, if yous born in '96
We going triple platinum, they ridin' on my dick
Yo b**h looking thirsty, I buy her a lemon brisk
Brown liquor and I'm feasting on some lobster bisque
Bathing Ape attire, how can these who*es resist?
I'm so beautiful, it's perfect how my face look
Your girl middle name is Taylor Gang on Facebook
[Verse 2: Raiden]
Oh sh**, these n***as coming back for another kidnapping
Your boys and your dad and your mother
Run up in your crib with a gat and my brother
Out our muhf**ing way you getting slapped muhf**a
Get away in the back, all black muhf**a
Wood on the dash with the mag sitting under
Hop out the whip (?)
Why you looking like that? You just mad cause they love us
[Hook x2]
Buchanan, my name is Tom Buchanan
b**hes get to talking and my hand
It gets to smacking
Buchanan, they call me Tom Buchanan
Sippin' brown liquor mayne, I'm so damn extravagant
[Verse 3: Oddyssey]
"Dude I'm so drunk"
Yeah, f** your tribe s*ut
Yo b**h into panties and I bet she's vibing us
12 gallons of premium grey tiger blood
And, Bianca ain't even as live as us
[Verse 4: Raiden]
Listen here dumb n***a
It ain't rapping and sh**
While I'm grabbing and 'tacking and smacking a b**h
I'm an a** (?)
I ain't ask what you think
All I ask you, you b**h
Is show us some tits
Now which f** n***a in here don't understand sh**
When I'm spitting it clear
Splitting this girl
Get it in from the rear
And I won't stop 'till the b**h shed a tear
Yeah, I know it sounds real cruel
But I don't give a f** because it sounds real cool
Got something to say?
Well then b**h n***a say it
(?) when I'm b**h n***a spraying
Your mixtape dropped? Well I ain't heard it
Or dissed y'all n***as because y'all ain't worth it
n***as trying test but they ain't heard a verse yet
I'm just waiting 'till the day we versus
[Verse 5: Oddyssey]
Pretty n***a, long hair like Rapunzel
Pretty b**h, I do your girlfriend like a puzzle
She get around the whole team, call her muzzle
I keep a leash and a bourbon in the duffle
Thirty-five trillion, my swag is infinite
That's camouflage, everything is called militant
God of the trap, everything legitimate
High cla**, call me Mr. Sophisticate
Back in this motherf**a (?)
Well uh, 118 on my jacket (?)
Can't understand, need some captions
(?)
Major n***a, f** your faction
[Hook]
Buchanan, my name is Tom Buchanan
b**hes get to talking and my hand
It gets to smacking
Buchanan, they call me Tom Buchanan
Sippin' brown liquor mayne, I'm so damn extravagant
[Oddyssey]
"Dude I'm so drunk"
"My girlfriend says I gotta go home"
"Major 118, do you know the way to Fresno?"
Yeah, f** your tribe