Giggs – Nostalgia Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

That boy Cassius
Ahh

Nigga 'bout to get it cookin'
Nigga 'bout to get it cookin'
Big amounts and bigger bookin'
Nigga 'bout to get a whoopin' (Uh)
Tell them bitches 'bout the party ('Bout the party)
Tell them bitches 'bout the party ('Bout the party)
Yesterday was steppin' Dolce (Dolce)
And now I'm steppin' out Versace (Now)
I cook it, I cook it, I cook it, I cook it, I took it (Cheah)
M.O. checkin' out the Lambo (M.O.)
Pepper checkin' out the 'Rari
I push it (Push it)
I push it, I roll up, I kush it (Kush it)
Man done told you 'bout the trap house (Trap house)
Man was pressin' out the charlie

Cocaine, there was plastic
It was cash there, in elastic
It was drastic, there 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

The stepper
I step in and check in, and check out (Cheah)
I wanna blow the biggest fumes (Fumes)
So go and get the biggest room (Uh)
What the fuck's that nigga doin'?
Don't forget the nigga's goons (Goons), yeah
Don't forget that nigga's through (Brrr, brrr, brrr)
Roll up and just give him two

Cocaine, there was plastic
It was cash there, in elastic
It was drastic, there 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 (Ayy, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I'm a born (Born) sinner (Sinner)
Summer (Yeah), winter (Yup)
Like 'em all sizes (Yup)
Thicker, thinner (Yup)
Model, bitch (Woo)
Kendall, Jenner (Ayy)
That boy Jon O, G.I.A. (Ayy)
Can't afford no fee, I ain't (Ayy)
Standin' on top of that table, ooh (Yeah)
Breakin' that bank, no fable, ooh (Hoo)
Brand new ice, I'm able, ooh (Hoo)
Youngest nigga on my label, ooh (Ooh)
Young rich nigga, I'm cool (I'm cool)
Drop a big bag on my jewels (Beep)
Livin' my life, no rules, yup (Yup), yup (Yup)
Step when I'm ready (Yup), pop shit, confetti (Yup)
Fuckin' your bitch, she was callin' me daddy (Beep, beep, beep)
Old school Chevy, whip like a levy (Yup)
Fuck her one time then I dip, I'm petty (Skrrt, skrrt), huh
And I'm in the UK, huh
Clutch my chain, that's a doomsday, huh, hoo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Think I'm lyin'? Huh
Pop, pop, pop, hit your toupee, hoo
Millionaire shawty, I'm on (Bee)
I'm here if the bank need a loan (Bee)
I'm tweakin' off of my zone (Yeah)
Gah (Chee, woo)
I fucked the bitch with ease (Go)
Huh, she's a sleaze (Go)
Up off, no Z's (Woah)

Cocaine, there was plastic
It was cash there, in elastic
It was drastic, there 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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