[Intro]
Ginseng
Aye
Oou
Oou
Cris Dinero
Oouu
Oouu
Oouu
Yuh

[Hook: Project Pat]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

[Verse 1]
Post back with the strap, I attack, go back
I remember all days moving pack
Split 50 cent cakes on me, where it's at
Now my diamonds lookin' like my chest freeze on the map
Wait, wait I might pull up
Hold up, no, where was you at you was not in the dirt
I seen those stains when you clean on your shirt
She suck my dick 'till she hiccup
They call my phone, I'm no pick up
I'll let you know if I pick up
She just got caught in a pickle
Movin' with 458
While he tote .38
Yes, he might up in your face
If you think it's too late, huh
I just might nut on her face, huh
Thick yellowbone bring more weight, huh
In my portal, I'll float outer space, yuh
I'ma push some, merge up in your lane, yuh