Ginseng RIP lyrics

by

Gud


[Verse 1: Bago]
It's the team
Ginseng Strip, take ya b*tch
From the chapel to the morning side, maydale and ivy drive
A cold killer this that thriller manilla
She feelin, im feelin her im peelin back her skirt
I feel that squirt, hit it then i skurt
Put in that work like a cubicle
This tree and lean pharmaceutical
Got me zooted though, no time for a bougie ho
Bago playin with (balagios?)
Coppin but i ain't oppin though
There ain't no snitchin me, there ain't no b*tchin me
Playin with my money you gotta be kiddin me

[Verse 2: Basiru]
I said my name is wale
n*gga say my name right its wole
But i ain't no rapper, most of yall n*ggas say ya straight up trappas
But in reality youre just some straight up bast*rds
I mean you never met your father, can't afford a barber
???
I wrote that sh*t but i dont matter
Spittin lines in this mic i hope it dont shatter
These are all bars, they all goin far
Stroke the pus*y three times call that sh*t a par
No one else exist with this money that im earnin(?)
But i always stay humble
Basiru; (???)
[Verse 3: Yony]
Ain't nobody got the nearest lines (?)
Imma pop your apple after i phone my boy steve
With a job, imma put your face in a square call it facetime
n*ggas know me, spit the hardest lines
My bars so bright and everything i say is light

[Verse 4: Yung Elmo]
Im chillin tryna get these bars off
f*ck around get smoked with the sawed off
Smoke that green like bulbasaur
f*ck your b*tch til my p*nis sore
Hit this pac im finna snore
Spittin fire like charziard
These bars harder than the SAT, can't see me
Shoutout yung lean, he a g
Rest in peace
2003
Shoutout bijuu boys, 2014
We in here
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