This is a song about "Fifty pence"

Floor sororities like two dollar fifty you call its

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

But let me add fifty cents to the wishing well

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Death total 49, i'm no 49er i need fifty

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Niggas is working forever my bars

I feel like i got fifty cars