[Intro]
Ryan
Ginseng where are you? You're here!

[Verse]
I got racks on me
I put [?] bands in pants, [?] capacity
Bimmer or the Benz, fuck 12, he ain't catchin' me
Racks all in my air, I can't hear you when you talk to me
Pull up to yo' crib, hope you was expecting company
Whole lotta cash, and my bitch lit
Sittin' on my ass, eating briskit
[?] fuck my man, like I'm pimpin'
200 thousand cash, got me twitchin'
Now they ride my wave, and I have everybody listening
Chains on like a slave, I think that I made for these riches
This is all it takes to get your bae to pay attention
I rock VVS, and I rock all gold, ayy
Super boujee bitch, she don't rock candlе cove
Rich n***a shit, she think I'm selling dopе
I fucked a model bitch, she said she don't eat dinner rolls
I seen a poppin' bitch that's lit, but really [piss pole ?]
Balenciaga kicks want me to do a show
Took his shit, then hit this bitch that I don't even know
Man my life is super lit, I'm in a foreign
I keep protection, cause I'm rich and too important
[Bridge]
Feel like a [?], take a pic of her then post it
And I got them vibes at the Rits when I'm in Georgia
And I made her shy, cause I'm famous and I wanna
She a dime, but i'm countin' up these hunnids

[Verse 2]
I need privacy, cameras in my face, these people TMZ
No [?]
When I smoke my weed, I feel like Wiz Khalifa
Keep all receipts, I'm goin' take you back when you done fucking me
I'm Pleasure P, mix with masterpiece my cuzzo baggin' P's
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