Cashmere Lyrics

Let's get it moving bitch

Green been on my mind but it's wok in my cup not sipping tris

40 on my side too blow his mind bet he won't see my fist

I been wasting time got on my grind let's scratch him off the list

Don't care who he with

Hit stick we booming shit

I broke shawty heart cause i got tired of her assuming shit

Don't do twitter beef we send his soul up past the moon and shit

We caught him snoozing bitch Red beams touch ya medulla bitch

I can't let yo bitch touch my dick these bitches cuckoo

My other hoe just hit my phone she talm bout "I can't lose you"

Silencer equipped won't hear the blick that bitch go pew pew

Demons in my head controling me I think it's voodoo

Police on his ass some like a corner he got jammed up

Lately I been flexing broke a sweat to run these bands up

Yea I heard his tape but let's be real his ass ain't said nun

Ima show my ass when I'm on top won't pull my pants up

Honestly I can not kick with you yo ass don't give head

No honestly hoe I can't kick with you I ain't got no legs

All yo homies either dead or broke or locked up like a dread

Starting think my niggas bakers now boy we be making bread

I been rolling all night boy I'm so up I need some more xans

I told shawty don't even pull less she fucking I don't need more friends

Got me a pretty white bitch and she blonde like Lindsay Lohan

Man shawty really blew my mind when she blow she use no hands