Onlybino!, ​sgpwes, Lil Keel, Xhulooo - Buckhead lyrics

(Wake Up Star)
(Aye We Got BT In This Bitch, Piped Up)
Hey, aye, aye, aye aye aye, oh aye
Come let's go, k let's go, yeah let's go
Yeah let's go

She know that my friend got a whole lotta
Bread now they getting the guap bitch
Hakuna Matata
I had to get off my ass and go get a bag
Man I do this shit for my momma
These nigga thinkin' I’m pussy I
Spin on they block
And then watch how I make him a goner
I give this music my last now I'm in my bag
And I'm out the way of the drama
These niggas high off that
Gas they callin' me
Trash I'm spittin' this shit like a llama
(let it go) don't lеt me show you my
Wrath you not gonna last


Lil' nigga you don't want no problem (go)
Goin' up fast like Thе Flash
I'm doing the dash
I'm building my way up to stardom
Promise you don't wanna clash
When I'm walkin' past
Just know that I'm strapped like a condom
These niggas stay on my bankroll (woah)
Goin' back broke bitch I can't go (woah)
I'm at the top wit' my angels (woah)
We doing shit that you can't do (woah)

I'm in the top at the top with a
G19 on the side of my pocket (yeah)
You know I keep me a rocket
All of these rappers is lame ain't silent
(yeah)
All of that jealousy in me inside of yo body
I swear to God you need to stop it
Know that I stay with that heat and I keep me
A burner if you talking down then I pop it
(woah) we finna go head to saks (saks)
Big AR and the sub in the back (bah)
Swerve in the coupe with a V12 engine I'm
Switchin' the gears and the whip all black
I'm wit' da gang everyday like Faygo
(I'm with my gang every)
All on yo block it's a wrap (yeah)
He telling story's we know when he cap
New trackhawk we doin' them laps

Wait, my niggas upping the score, ha
Bro got yo bitch at the airbnb she'll
Suck yeah that lil' hoe a whore
Oh you want some beef well I got the G2 on
Me right now fuck it we kickin' your door
Lil' bitch some heat you was burkin
Well you better bite now
Bake that lil' boy like a smore, uh
Whole lotta sticks in the function
Choppa gon' dice that boy up like a onion
Yeah they but it's not for discussion
Pistol whip in the foreign your
Head get to gushin'
Steady tuckin' the 30 inside my jean
I put 30 up 'side this beam
I pop a 30 I'm high as the fuck
Sending shots at your brother
Now carry him up

Kn-Know I'm a rich nigga I got bands
Hunnids and 50s they all in my pocket (yeah)
They wanna kill me I know they wan' kill
Me so I gotta keep me a rocket (hah)
I got the Dolce Gabbana and Rick but I'll
Think that I need me a stylist (yeah)
I see a brand new fucking baguette (hah)
I get what I want and you get what you get
(hah)
All of the' nigga they talk on the net (hah)
I'm in a Hellcat but I want a new vet (hah)

I got the stick with the drum (drum)
Them niggas cappin'' they ain't doin nun
(hah hah)
You fuck with that boy but I know he a bum
(yah) i get the money I get the income
I'm fuckin' her friend and I
Know that she dumb (yeah)
I seen 'em get money so I wanted some (yah)
That choppa gon' chew him like he piece a gum

Hop on the beat, bitch I committed murder
Dance on these bitches like I'm Bobby Shmurda
I made a whole lotta cash I got me
A bag while these niggas flippin' a burger
Shinin' these VVS diamond be all on my wrist
They wet like lil' bino a surfer
These hoes be crazy they
Thinkin' I'm cuffin' a
Bitch I'm sorry but I'm gonna hurt her
Walk around town with a bankroll uh (woah)
I can't play about pesos, yeah
I fell in love with the cash
In love with the racks
So don't even play hoe, hey
Or imma give you a halo, m
Take you off the map like Faygo, mhm
Shots goin' off better lay low, uh
Have a lil' nigga meet this draco