[Skit]

[Verse 1: Ginger Trill]
Yeah
I know they got word to moving the product
I never ran off on the plug, and that's word to my mama
A fuck n***a broke a few promises
Not that surprising, you know fuck n***as move with no honour
I got it from here
Promise, I promise, I do this shit
I really do this, I promise can nobody stop us
Dopest inside the province, oh they forgot it
No, cause I remind 'em
I'm just being modest, never out of pocket
Yeah I'm bout it bout it, never ever doubted
Money where your mouth, hope is where you wallet
Verses should be worth a couple hundred thousand
Different kind of floss, hop a thousand islands
Different kind of sauce, traveling allowance
Different kind of sport, for the little baby
Do it for the baby, love my little baby
Gotta do it for the family
Never gave a fuck about no Grammy
Know they was never checking for no African
Do this to keep a promise to my granny
Even the SAMAs didn't check for me
Nobody checking till the cheque is deep
You know once I get it, I might let 'em see
But father forgive me, I might let it be
I might let 'em see