[Chorus: Indica]
50, yuh
I feel like I'm 50
Yuh
My fade looking crispy
Yuh
We mobbin' like 6 deep
Yeah
Pull up in New York City
Yeah
I feel like I'm 50
Aye
My fade looking crispy and I keep a Glock with me
Yuh, aye
I feel like I'm 50
Yuh

[Verse 1: Croosh]
Aye
When I'm in New York
Aye
Hit the milly rock
Aye
If you talking hot, Indi got the [?]
Here for the weekend, Queens for night
Yeah
I took your bitch, she my queen for the night
Feel like I'm in G-Unit, frontin' but I see through it
Windows from the penthouse, I can see the sea through it
Money on the counter, can't promise you it's legal
Whipping round in the Regal, bitch I'm fly as a eagle
[Verse 2: Indica]
I just got back from Paris, I feel weird not in Paris
I just ate me an apple, I just cut up a carrot
Yuh
Fucking with Lisa, I just ate me a pizza
I straight cash out on Visa, yuh real nice to meet you
Yeah
Coming back to Earth now
Yeah, yuh
Heading back to work now
Yeah
Eyes bloodshot from the good drug dog
Nobody I trust, they never liked us
Yuh, yuh

[Chorus: Indica]
Yuh
I feel like I'm 50
Yuh
My fade looking crispy
Yuh
We mobbin' like 6 deep
Yeah
Pull up in New York City
Yeah
I feel like I'm 50
Aye
My fade looking crispy and I keep a Glock with me
Yuh, aye
I feel like I'm 50
Yuh