Nostalgia

Giggs

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    That boy Cassius

    Nigga 'bout to get it cookin'
    Nigga 'bout to get it cookin'
    Bigger man so bigger bookin'
    Nigga 'bout to get a whoopin'
    Tell 'em bitches 'bout the party (party)
    Tell 'em bitches 'bout the party (party)
    Yesterday was step in Dolce (Dolce)
    Now I'm steppin' out Versace (nah)
    I cook it, I cook it, I cook it, I cook it, I took it
    Emma checkin' out the Lambo' (Lambo')
    Pepper checkin' out the 'Rari
    I push it (push it), I push it, I roll up, I kush it (kush it)
    Mandem told you 'bout the traphouse
    Man was pressin' out the Charlie

    Cocaine, there was plastic
    There was cash there, in elastic
    It was drastic, it was cash flips
    Now it's rap shit, now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence, shit was wilder
    Niggas roll up, blow it louder

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    I step out
    I step in and check in and check out
    I wanna blow the biggest fumes (fumes)
    So go and get the biggest room (umm)
    What the fuck's that nigga doin'?
    Don't forget them niggas goons (goons), yeah
    Don't forget that nigga's fruit (that boy Cassius)
    Roll up and just give him two

    Cocaine, there was plastic
    There was cash there, in elastic
    It was drastic, it was cash flips
    Now it's rap shit, now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence, shit was wilder
    Niggas roll up, blow it louder

    I'm a born sinner, summer, winter (yup)
    Like 'em all sizes (yup), thicker, thinner (yup)
    My lil' bitch (woo), Kendall Jenner (Kendall)
    That boy Joe, no GI, ayy, can't afford no Fiat, ayy
    Standin' on top of that table, ooh
    Breakin' that bank, no fable, hoo
    Brand new ice, I'm able, ooh
    Dangerous nigga on my label, ooh (oh)
    Young rich nigga, I'm cool (I'm cool)
    Jump a bitch back on my jewels
    Livin' my life, no rules (that boy Cassius)

    Yup (yup), yup
    Start when I'm ready (yup)
    Pop shit, confetti (yup)
    Fuckin' your bitch, she was callin' me daddy
    Old school Chevy, built like a levee (yup)
    Fuck her one time then I dip, I'm petty
    And I'm in the UK, huh (UK)
    Touch my chain, that's a deuce day, huh
    Think I'm lyin', huh
    Fah-fah-fah, hit your toupee, hoo
    Millionaire, shawty, I'm on
    I'm here at the bank, need a loan
    I'm tweakin' off of my zone, God
    I fuck the bitch with ease (go)
    Huh, she is a sleaze (go)
    Up, off no Z's (work)

    Cocaine, there was plastic
    There was cash there, in elastic
    It was drastic, it was cash flips
    Now it's rap shit, now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence, shit was wilder
    Niggas roll up, blow it louder

    Song details

    Composition: Miles Parks McCollum, Nathaniel Thompson, and Joshua Cross

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