Buchanan

[Verse 1: Oddyssey]
Who the fuck am I? O-to-the-dizzy bitch
You ain't a 90's kid, if yous born in '96
We going triple platinum, they ridin' on my dick
Yo bitch looking thirsty, I buy her a lemon brisk
Brown liquor and I'm feasting on some lobster bisque
Bathing Ape attire, how can these whores 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 shit, these niggas 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 muhfucking way you getting slapped muhfucka
Get away in the back, all black muhfucka
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
Bitches 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, fuck your tribe slut
Yo bitch 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 nigga
It ain't rapping and shit
While I'm grabbing and 'tacking and smacking a bitch
I'm an ass, I'm a prick
I ain't ask what you think
All I ask you, you bitch
Is show us some tits
Now which fuck nigga in here don't understand shit
When I'm spitting it clear
Splitting this girl
Get it in from the rear
And I won't stop 'till the bitch shed a tear
Yeah, I know it sounds real cruel
But I don't give a fuck because it sounds real cool
Got something to say?
Well then bitch nigga say it
[?] when I'm bitch nigga spraying
Your mixtape dropped? Well I ain't heard it
Or dissed y'all niggas because y'all ain't worth it
Niggas trying test but they ain't heard a verse yet
I'm just waiting 'till the day we versus

[Verse 5: Oddyssey]
Pretty nigga, long hair like Rapunzel
Pretty bitch, 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 class, call me Mr. Sophisticate
Back in this motherfucka [?]
Well uh, 118 on my jacket [?]
Can't understand, need some captions
[?]
Major nigga, fuck your faction

[Hook]
Buchanan, my name is Tom Buchanan
Bitches 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, fuck your tribe