Mistaken

Bitch I'm like Buffalo Bill
Never ever miss a kill
Stab your wife with a drill
Snap into Freddie
My fingers are just like machetes
I stab your kid right through his belly
Now I'm Hannibal Lecter
Eat your body leave the centre
Half way in your rib cage yeah knock fore' I enter
Remember my rhymes are colder than Canadian Decembers
Try to fuck with me bitch
Bitch you're mistaken
Not just your friend but your life will be taken
Brain like an 8 ball and I'll leave it shaking
When you go to heaven your face will be aching
Me and the Reaper are friends
Pull up to your spot take the life of your mans
Lil black boy threw the shit to the fan
Do this shit with the pots and the pans
And I fuck your girl cause' a young nigga can

Ummmmmmmm ok
I'm formulating
Paper chasing
Cause' I want them brown boys with the ugly faces
People talking bout' them reaching higher places
I don't give a shit like I'm constipated
Took the white out of me like it's segregated
Stereotypically black cause' I'm always faded
From the hairline down to medicated
So why you hating
I record for fun and still get called amazing
Huh by the time you get some clout a nigga will have grand babies
So never ever like an after prom and a Cinderella
Fuck nigga
I don't even give a fuck not a rat but I still like my cheddar
Feta or the Mozzarella
Fuck your squad I run in solo in your sector
Slaughter daughter feed my dog the placenta
Too much fuck shit that's on my agenda ay
My bitch on command like Amazon Alexa
Put a hole right through ur fucking centre

FUCK YOU
AND YOUR DEAD ONES IF YOU FEEL A WAY
GOT YOUR BITCH
UP UP IN MY CRIB SHE GET FREAKED TODAY
GIVE ME BRAIN
YEAH SHE GIVE ME BRAIN FEEL LIKE OOGWAY
FUCK WITH ME
COME UP TO YOUR CRIB KNOCK OFF YOUR TOUPEE

2 bitches lick it two ways yeah
Lightskin creme brûlée yeah
My name ain't Simon but do what I say
Just met an emo now I'm sketchy for the day

Bitch I'm like Buffalo Bill
Never ever miss a kill
Stab your wife with a drill
Snap into Freddie
My fingers are just like machetes
I stab your kid right through his belly
Now I'm Hannibal Lecter
Eat your body leave the centre
Half way in your rib cage yeah knock fore' I enter
Remember my rhymes are colder than Canadian Decembers
Try to fuck with me bitch
Bitch you're mistaken
Not just your friend but your life will be taken
Brain like an 8 ball and I'll leave it shaking
When you go to heaven your face will be aching
Me and the Reaper are friends
Pull up to your spot take the life of your mans
Lil black boy threw the shit to the fan
Do this shit with the pots and the pans
And I fuck your girl cause' a young nigga can