BUCKHEAD

(You did good, $lick)

Ooh-ooh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy!)
Yeah (Northside!)
Yeah, yeah (Northside!)
Yeah, yeah (Northside!)
Yeah, yeah (Northside, ayy!)

Rolling with them animals like Noah's ark (wah)
Bitch, I got the blade like I'm Joan of Arc (yeah)
Crazy with the chop when I'm off a bar (yeah)
Spraying in the air hollering "Kill 'em all" (aah)
Slick baby off of that shit (uh)
Devil from outta that pit (uh)
Levels to this, I been sick (uh)
Fuck it up, up in the pit (oh)

Yeah, uh, yeah (Northside)
I been popping pills (Northside) and sipping drop (been sipping drop) (Northside)
I spent 20 years (Northside, ayy) up on that block (up on that block)
Beating on my chest (Northside) I feel like Kong (Northside) (I feel like Kong)
Let me talk (Northside, ayy) my shit, it's been too long

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

Sippin' drank and rolling slow
My bitch powder her nose (powder her nose)
Haters mad and want me sad, but my net worth said no (no, no, no)
Mad 'cause they still broke (uh)
Mad I kicked that dope (uh)
Ten toes Germ my folk (uh)
It's your time gang, go, go, go, go!

First off I'm that nigga
Step in, take my picture
Grey 59 the army
Walking dead man, bitch this thriller (ayy)
I been ducked and duckin', puffin' onions
Bitches stank, ain't munchin' nothing
I been around, still can't call it for nothin'
These niggas still bluffin' and these zooties I'm puffin' (ayy)

Started off giving no fucks a lot (yeah)
Watch me hop in and out, keepin' it hot
Rocks in the dial, bussin' Kodak Bop (yeah)
Get higher than the moon and stars a lot
Stones and the rubies, they bussin' like fye
Crosshairs on my mind can't seem to take me out
Hol' up, she on my line, gimme some time
I can't get away, no time to unwind (hello?)

Slidin', I'm in my own lane
Slidin', in n' out of dames
Slidin', never needed fame
Slidin', you ain't even paid
Slidin', still don't hold weight (bitch!)
Another homicide, another homie died
Another subject you couldn't relate to

I been out roamin long time, losin' my mind
I think I just had me a breakthrough, hate you
G59 bring the business (yeah)
59 shots my ammunition (yeah)
5-9, we draped in linen
5-9 might toss you some pennies (bad shit!)

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 sac (nope)
Fuckin' a different bitch every night
But I'd rather get fucked up and pass out

Platinum plaques (oh)
Stadiums packed (oh)
Stackin' up racks (oh)
Hoes on my lap (oh!)
Don't give a fuck (oh!)
I need to know where my stash at (oh, oh, ohh!)

Losing my mind (ohh!)
Wasting my time (ohh!)
Ain't doing fine (ohh!)
Hating my life (ahh!)
Ah, fuck

Wear my heart on my sleeve, but it ain't Balenciaga (nope)
Prolly FTP or G59 or something by Ariagga (yeah, yeah)
Bought some Prada boots, just to curb stomp me a pussy (fuck you, pussy!)
Why they always lookin' at me?
'Cause they see what they never could be (ha-ha-ha!)
Oddy Nuff stay on alert
Yeah, she pullin' up her skirt and then I skrrt (uh)
Avoid the swell but still I fuckin' surf (uh)