Tree f** y'all want Whenever I will, n***a [Verse] I's a cold n***a, young bold n***a I was 15, 15 o's n***a I was 15, 16 hoes in the In the 6-speed GTO with the Paint job, bow-bows, in my tank top I don't got a tattoo on me, ain't that That's something real, n***a, man I ain't fronting No sh**, bullsh** really ain't nothing Bunch of old whips, new kits, new shoes I tell a old b**h "new year, new you" Old problems came back like New-New's f** a new n***a down with my old crew f** my old crew, down with them new n***as Eight or nine hoes - I don't do n***as Slang so southern, came from the city Chi-town on my crown, got a Buck Fifty Little homie got loud, nothing but fifties In the projects proud, nothing but 50's