Giggs – NOSTALGIA (feat. Lil Yachty) Lyrics

Giggs – NOSTALGIA (feat. Lil Yachty) Lyrics
NOSTALGIA
Giggs (feat. Lil Yachty)
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    "NOSTALGIA." - Giggs (feat. Lil Yachty)

    Album: BIG BAD...
    Track No: 11
    **** 'bout to get cookin'
    **** 'bout to get cookin'
    Bigger man so bigger booking
    **** 'bout to get a whoopin'
    Tell them bitches 'bout the party
    Tell them bitches 'bout the party
    Yesterday we're steppin' Dolce
    And now I'm steppin' out Versace
    I cook it, I cook it
    I cook it, I cook it
    I took it
    Emma checkin' out the Lambo'
    Pepper checkin' out the 'Rari
    I push it, I push it
    I roll up, I kush it
    Man done told you 'bout the trap house
    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 wrapped shit
    Now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence
    Shit was wilder
    **** roll up, blow it louder
    They step out, I step in and check in and check out
    I wanna blow the biggest fumes
    So go and get the biggest room
    What the fuck's that **** doin'?
    Don't forget them **** goons
    Don't forget that ****'s through
    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 wrapped shit
    Now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence
    Shit was wilder
    **** roll up, blow it louder
    I'm a born sinner
    Summer, winter
    Like 'em all sizes
    Thicker, thinner
    Model bitch, Kendall Jenner
    That boy don't know what Gs are, ay
    Can't afford no Fiat, ay
    Standin' on top of that table, ooh
    Breakin' that bank, no favor, ooh
    Brand new ice, I'm able, ooh
    Biggest **** on my label, ooh
    Young rich ****, I'm cool
    Drop a big bag on my jewels
    Livin' my life, no rules
    Yeah, yeah, stop when I'm ready
    Pop shit, confetti
    Fuckin' your bitch, she was callin' me daddy
    Old-school Chevy
    Look like levee
    Fuck her one time, then I dip, I'm petty
    And I'm in the UK, huh
    Touch my chain it's Doomsday, huh
    Think I'm lyin'?
    Pop pop pop, hit your toupée, ooh
    Millionaire shorty, I'm on
    I'm here at the bank, need a loan
    I'm tweakin' off my zone
    I fuck that bitch with ease
    Huh, she's a sleaze
    Uh, off on those Zs
    Cocaine, there was plastic
    There was cash there in elastic
    It was drastic
    It was cash flips
    Now it's wrapped shit
    Now I smashed it, yeah
    Cocaine, there was powder
    When I think back, there's nostalgia
    There was violence
    Shit was wilder
    **** roll up, blow it louder

    Writer(s): Giggs, Lil Yachty & Cassius Jay.

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