[Intro: Hella Sketchy]
Ginseng!
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah (Ikae, Shiro!)

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Pass my bro the Glock, he never miss
Yeah, I got the Skechers on my kicks, aye
Attire on my body cost a brick
Shawty so bad, I nut real quick
Nesquik, pour it in the Nesquik
Purple drop, codeine got me too sick
Big sticks, gang got the AK's on deck
Fuck with us and we put the K to your neck
I been feeling down but the money coming in
Six figures in the bank and I didn't have to sin
I'm 'bout my guap, fuck a thot
Count these racks 'cause they keep on coming in, yeah
Keep 'em up, woah, pills I pop, woah
Run it up, woah, to the top, woah
Make me stop, woah, I won't stop, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 2: MARCELO]
Tell me I can't do this everyday? Shit
Might get way too tired, lose my patience
Tell me why they always test my patience, woah
She nothin' that I wanted 'cause she basic
Take me to the place that I belong
Keep my racks up high and no, I cannot wait too long
Tell myself, "Forget it", I just gotta move along
I just gotta move along
[Verse 3: Lil Wintr]
Keep the racks on me, bitch
Yeah, I got the kick, yeah, smoking on the tree, yeah
I ain't doing shit for free, yeah
Pull up on my gang, choppa going on a spree, yeah
Keep the stacks on me, on my mom I'm counting cheese
Hit me up like, "What you mean?", yeah
I ain't doing shit for free, yeah
Pull up on my gang, choppa going on a spree, yeah
I ain't got no fuckin' job
But bitch I'm pulling up, I still run my money up, yeha
Yeah, your bitch, she say wassup
Thumbin' all my bands, racking up, I am the plug, yeah
Money up, off my ass, I cannot fake it
Fuckin' on this bitch, I got my lane switched
Fuck with gang, you gon' get lit, yeah
Wintr season, never quit, yeah