50s

Fuck y’all want
Whenever I will, nigga
I’s a cold nigga, young bold nigga
I was 15, 15 o’s nigga
I was 15, 16 hoes in the
In the 6-speed GTO with the
Paint job, bow-bows, in my tank top
I don’t got a tattoo on me, ain’t that
That’s something real, nigga, man I ain’t fronting
No shit, bullshit really ain’t nothing
Bunch of old whips, new kits, new shoes
I tell a old bitch «new year, new you»
Old problems came back like New-New's
Fuck a new nigga down with my old crew
Fuck my old crew, down with them new niggas
Eight or nine hoes — I don’t do niggas
Slang so southern, came from the city
Chi-town on my crown, got a Buck Fifty
Little homie got loud, nothing but fifties
In the projects proud, nothing but 50's