This is a song about "Fifty pence"

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Pull out a fifty and pay the man

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

On they twitter writing novels, see

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

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I feel like i got fifty cars

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,