Buckhead lyrics

• You did good $lick (Ooh Ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Northside, northside)
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Northside, northside)
  Ayy

  Rolling with them animals like Noah's Ark (wah)
  Bitch I got the blade like I'm Joan of Arc (yah)
  Crazy with the chop when I'm off a bar (ayy)
  Spraying in the air hollering kill em all (wah)
  Slick baby off of that shit (ah)
  Devil from outta that pit (ah)
  Levels to this I been sick (ah)
  F#ck it up, up in the pit (ah)
  Yea uh I been popping pills and sipping drop (Northside, northside, northside)
  I spent 20 years up on that block (Northside, northside)
  Beating on my chest I feel like Kong (Northside, northside)
  Lemme talk my shit it's been too long (Northside, northside) (Ayy)

  Plugged in like a socket (wah)
  Up in space like a rocket (yeah)
  Glock tucked in my pocket (ah)
  Choppa here it got bodies (wah)
  Bought that bitch a new body (yeah)
  Crib came with a lobby (ayy)
  Rappers know I'm their papi (wah)

  Sipping drank and rolling slow my bitch powder her nose (on her nose)
  Haters mad and want me sad but my net worth said no (no, no, no, no)
  Mad cuz they still broke (wah)
  Mad I kicked that dope (dope)
  Ten toes germ my folk (folk)
  It's your time gang go (go, go, go)

  First off I'm that nigga
  Step in take my picture (Ayy)
  Grey Five Nine the army
  Walking deadman bitch this thriller (Ayy)
  I been ducked and ducking, puffin onions
  Bitches stank ain't munchin' nothing
  I been around still can't call it for nothing
  These niggas still bluffing and these zooties I'm puffin
  Started off giving no F#cks a lot (nah)
  Watch me hop in and out keeping it hot (hot)
  Rocks in the dial bussing Kodak bop (bop)
  Get higher than the moon and stars a lot (a lot)
  Stones and the rubies they bussing like fye
  Crosshairs on my mind can't seem to take me out
  Hold up she on my line gimme some time
  I can't get away, no time to unwind
  Hello?
  Sliding, I'm in my own lane (lane)
  Sliding in and out of dames (Sliding)
  Never needed fame (Sliding)
  You ain't even paid (Slidin')
  Still don't hold weight
  Another homicide, another homie died
  Another subject you couldn't relate too
  I been out roaming long time losing my mind
  I think I just had me a breakthrough, hate you
  Five nine, bring da business
  59 shots my ammunition (yeah)
  Five nine, we draped in linen
  Five nine, might toss you some Pennie's (yeah)

  Never looking back (yeah)
  Do my best to cover my tracks (yeah)
  Feeding the monkey that's climbing my spine
  And in return my itches always get scratched (uh)
  Never again have to wait in a line
  But I wait for the lines to get formed out the sack (oh?)
  F#cking a different bitch every night (uh)
  But I'd rather get F#cked up and pass out
  Platinum plaques (oh), stadiums packed (oh)
  Stacking up racks (oh), hoes on my lap (oh)
  Don't give a F#ck I need to know where my stash at (oh, oh, oh, oh)
  Losing my mind (Ohh)
  Wasting my time (Ohh)
  Ain't doing fine (Ohh)
  Hating my life (Ooh!)

  Wear my heart on my sleeve but it ain't Balenciaga
  Prolly FTP or G59 or something by Ariaga (yeah, yeah)
  Bought some Prada boots just to curb stomp me a pussy (stomp me a pussy?)
  Why they always looking at me?
  'Cause they see what they never could be (Haha, hah, Ha)
  Oddy Nuff stay on alert
  Yeah she pulling up her skirt, and then I skirt
  Avoid the swell but I still F#cking surf (uh)

• Who is the author of the song Buckhead?
  The song Buckhead was written by $UICIDEBOY$.

• Who sings the song Buckhead?
  The song Buckhead is performed by $UICIDEBOY$.