I ain’t got nothing to say (I ain’t got nothing to say) I’m with Menoh in L.A. (I’m in L.A.) I put three blunts to the face (I put three blunts to the face) I want big racks so I’m uppin’ my gauge (Uppin’ my gauge) Bitch, I feel like I when I’m on that stage (Ginseng, Ginseng, okay) [?] Cartier shades (Cartier shades, oh yeah) When I come around, these niggas afraid (Oh yeah) When I come around, these niggas afraid of me and my gang (Gingseng, yeah, yeah)
Stomp in that bitch with that shit on (Yeah) He tryna be us, he a damn clone (Yeah, Gin-Gin-Ginseng, yeah, yeah) Told that lil’ bitch stop hittin’ up my phone (Woah) Nigga mad ’cause his bitch singin’ my songs
(I ain’t got nothing to say, I’m in L.A.) I put three blunts to the face (I put three blunts to the face) I want big racks so I’m uppin’ my gauge (Uppin’ my gauge) (Gingseng, Gingseng, okay) (Cartier shades, oh yeah) When I come around, these niggas afraid of me and my gang (Gingseng, yeah, yeah)
Stomp in that bitch with that shit on (Yeah) He tryna be us, he a damn clone (Yeah, Gin-Gin-Gin-Gin, yeah, yeah) Told that lil’ bitch stop hittin’ up my phone (Woah) Nigga mad ’cause his bitch singin’ my songs