Part 18
Buck 65
What more can I say?
[Verse 1]
I’m top billin’, beyond chillin’, like if Bob Dylan
Was a Bond Villain, older than a mob killing
Your whole regime injured, team ginger
Colder than extreme winter
Pissin’ vinegar, listen to my turbo
I’m thorough, preferred flow out on furlough
Six digits, six digits, six digits
Funky fresh, get paid
[Verse 2]
Like a pregnancy, I’m leaving a legacy not a Subaru
Dude I’ll feed your own ass to you through a tube, ooh
Do the due, check, I’m wildly eccentric too
Electric boogaloo, it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’
It’s gettin’ kinda hectic, head like an empty can
Peter Pumpkin, punchin’ in like MC Shan
I’m a friendly man, here to seal the deal
Makin’ beats, rappin’ and rippin’ up the Wheels of Steel