50 Pointers Songtext
von Asco

Aye
Look
Ha
It′s big Mulli this that different spill
That boy different still
He never itched or squealed
He did his bid, he came home, he's still spitting real
Drippy as ever, the boy still spilly still
Ain′t slipping, so you know we still gripping still
And loading metal, I soaked the kettle
Threw the yay in the 'rex and let the coca settle
50 pointers in the bezel just to show them levels
And yeah they hype, but they can't size up
Little nigga got gassed then fired up
Cah my killy′s don′t play they light stuff
In that trap with the beige and the light stuff
Stay ten toes down and got right up
I'm made of that right stuff
And they ain′t on shit, they hyper
Like a kid on fizzy from a youngen I been grippin on mizzys


Went from a Q to flipping a brizzy
True the grizzy stayed leng I had a grip on my city
I was up so lickin all of the bitties
Re-ing up with the fives and tens
Stacking my scores and pinkies
Three moon in the T, I was sitting on 50
I'm heavy in this ting, they pipsqueaks
And we been with it since pickneys
Need that shit right now so we jugg for that quick p
Cop my first brick then flip three
Rubber grip fifth with the big ting
Couple shots will leave you more than tipsy
Big drip on me got your bitch all frisky
Biggest drip in the city they can′t miss me
Did a six, did they miss me? I don't know
But I′m back now, bet against me that's risky
Better yet, that shit stupid
It's mad now
And I′m better with the old and the new drip
Coldest nigga doing it, but they already knew this
Went and did it again to show them it ain′t no fluke, bitch
It's big Mulli this that different spill
That boy different still
He never itched or squealed
He did his bid, he came home, he′s still spitting real
Drippy as ever, the boy's still spilly still
Ain′t slipping, so you know we still gripping still
And loading metal, I soaked the kettle
Threw the yay in the 'rex and let the coca settle
50 pointers on the bezel just to show them levels
Hear the bang, that′s that different corn
Stay froze I got different jewels
Different
That nigga told, he got different rules
Round the stove, whole brick of course
Whole one
Hammer time, bet I'll grab all the bine
Get the Cubans, I'll add all the ice
Neck and wrist glowing
Extend, got the clip showing
Rick Owens, leave you with some rip Owen′s
Yeah I just signed a record deal and still got them sealed
You won′t know the feels
Three chains with a plain tee
Any more than that then it's overkill
You won′t know the spill
Of course they won't
I bought it rolls, in the back of the Rolls
Rapping what I made a stack off a phone
And before I used to pull up quick slap it and go
Now it′s changed
Get the bag girl, no complaints
I got real smoke not a vape
I got real jewels no debates
I feel like I won already
Talk bout Ms I made one already
Automatic stick, click, dun already
20 up in Louis now I'm summer ready
It′s big Mulli that's that different spill
Tell em spin it three times, consistent drills
I can't talk too much man, my lips are sealed
Shh, my lips are sealed
It′s big Mulli this that different spill
That boy different still
He never itched or squealed
He did his bid, he came home, he′s still spitting real
Drippy as ever, the boy's still spilly still
Ain′t slipping, so you know we still gripping still
And loading metal, I soaked the kettle
Threw the yay in the 'rex and let the coca settle
50 pointers on the bezel just to show them levels