This is a song about "Buffalo wings"

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Tethered strings are severed quick that've held all my feather wings

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Music getting you up,like you got wings

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

And out of them same projects where lots of kids get shot up for gang violence

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still