KASHMIRI Lyrics

I put cashmere on my Kashmiri bitches

Tell her come here, or else I'm burning bridges

Now you hear I went rags to riches

You turn your ear like giving me your full attention, yeah

Girl, you in the wrong mentions

I'm on Caliguiro Drive, got more pistons

Trap phone, never stop ringing

Scat pack, always got it revving

Big black Benz like a Tonka truck

That bitch moving crazy, I don't give a fuck, yeah

Pissed me off by hesitating

Came a way from residential painting

Now I'm dealing with this pain, and

Wondering if we can stay friends

Giving what you taking

You running round my mind like the day shift, yeah

Teeter-totter on the fence, huh?

What you think I'm just a fan, huh?

Won't you go ask your friends, huh?

They'll tell you Sloshie be the man, bruh

Ah, damn, we look good on camera

But she disappear full phantom

Like a Rolls Royce, no choice, nah

You can't escape my voice and I can't escape your noise

Venting all my stresses to the boys

How the fuck you walking with the poise

How the fuck you walking with it, walking with it

Tell me, how the fuck you walking with it

Deep up in the snow like I'm Santa

Numbers jumping up, they like Dasher, Prancer

Rolling in the Phantom with a striptease dancer

Fuck her in the flops like Balenciaga sandals

Cashmere on my Kashmiri bitches

Tell her come here, or else I'm burning bridges

Now you hear I went rags to riches

You turn your ear like giving me your full attention, yeah

Girl, you in the wrong mentions

I'm on Caliguiro Drive, got more pistons

Trap phone, never stop ringing

Scat pack, always got it revving

Bitch, you lurking on my page, hah

I be busting in them safes, now

My brothers beating all them court trials

Rendezvous up at the compound

Sign a contract with the Montblanc

We in the club with Moncler's on

I'm getting hella daps from these randoms

Making racks by my hands on the handguns

If you got a problem, say sum

I ain't got a motherfucking paystub

Shawty from Tirana, get the love now

I be in Toronto making funds now

Chilly in the city, but the mandem with me

Bad gyal and she sing like Whitney

Think we swim with the sharks?

Man, we are them, you kidding me?

Say I ain't with gang and you shitting me

Bad gyal like Shakira, she loco

Post me on the story, that's the promo

Life flash 'fore your eyes, no photo

Eight bitches hopping out the German four door

Volcanic, coming in from Mordor

Tell my chauffeur, Lucia Drive, solo

Everything I wear slapped up with the logos

Cashmere on my Kashmiri bitches

Tell her come here, or else I'm burning bridges

Now you hear I went rags to riches

You turn your ear like giving me your full attention, yeah

Girl, you in the wrong mentions

I'm on Caliguiro Drive, got more pistons

Trap phone, never stop ringing

Scat pack, always got it revving