Yung Mal - Buckhead lyrics

[Intro: 03 Greedo] Know what I'm sayin' like I'm a thirsty young n***a, know what I'm sayin' I'ma get up on a b**h if I think she fine, you know what I'm sayin' Now I'm rich, I think I can pay the fine, you know what I'm sayin' [Chorus: 03 Greedo] Don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, ooh Don't know how I still ain't f** yet, ayy I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead [Verse 1: 03 Greedo] Ooh, damn, I don't know how I still ain't f** yet (b**h) You know who I am I'ma flu flamm, free Drakeo I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, ayy Don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to ayy, told that b**h to whoa If I ever lose a broad I'ma f** her friend I'm a real a** n***a, I cannot pretend I ain't never really sippin' on that juice and gin I'ma get promethazine and I'ma pour it in If I'm smokin' on a blunt I'ma push a blimp If it ain't a backwood you are not my friend I was chokin' on that sh**, I'm sippin' on the Henn If they ain't got Henn, sippin' on the Rem I ain't gon' get twenty-four, pourin' juice, I'm pourin' fours b**h you know I'm bangin' baby loc Ride me like a hunter s'posed [Verse 2: Key!] Yeah, kick a door in some skate shoes b**h, I ain't bougie, I just hate you Pull up right now, I'm at Lenox Ayy if she ain't talkin' money speakin' Spanish Ayy, b**h I never went to high school, huh b**h I went to school, how you dig k**ed my best friend like Fresh did Got your main b**h on my chest No Scantron, no test n***as sick, asbestos [Chorus: 03 Greedo] Don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, ooh Don't know how I still ain't f** yet, ayy I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead [Verse 3: ManMan Savage] I don't know how I ain't f** yet b**h been on a n***a's dick so long, meet me in Buckhead I ain't f**ed a b**h without the neck, you can bet that b**h I'm all about a check, you ain't even gotta sweat that In that backpack b**h, it's a whole lot of racks Dare a n***a play with it, I'ma push his top back Plus she got that type of p**y make a n***a come back If I put her in that Gucci bag, your b**h won't come back Introduced her to this lifestyle, she say she ain't goin' back [Verse 4: Runway Richy] I ain't hit her but I could've though (Runway) Hit her friend and her sister with another ho Shawty got her eyes on me (yeah) Won't you come and spend some time with me (yeah) Told her pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, bring a friend with you When she on that Henn she on ten with it (she on ten with it) Damn, I don't know how I still ain't f**ed yet (yeah) b**h tryna chill, I told her f** that [Chorus: 03 Greedo] Don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, ooh Don't know how I still ain't f** yet, ayy I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead [Verse 5: Yung Mal] I told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead Goyard filled up, nothin' but blue faces, big heads I'm rich as a b**h, I don't know how I ain't f** yet She wanna play them games with a n***a, I swear I ain't on that I dipped her, she can't even call my phone LV hold my pants up, that's where I keep that chrome at Middle finger with the five, hell yeah, that's my zone jack I just bought a new jack, finna paint that b**h matte black, yeah [Verse 6: Lil Quill] I just put the Forgis on the Lam, it got two doors I can't set it on me, one lil b**h, I need like two hoes Bank account loaded, bankroll fat, can't even fold Bustdown Rollie, think I spent like twenty-four Double G wrapped 'round my belt, she call me too old Plug just hit my line, no call back, just send me three more Yeah lil b**h you fine but I'm not textin' you this lingo Racks stacked up like Pringles, ain't f**in' with no cheap hoes, on God [Chorus: 03 Greedo] Don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead, ooh Don't know how I still ain't f** yet, ayy I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead I don't know how I still ain't f** yet Told that b**h to pull up on me, I'm in Buckhead