1nonly, lilbubblegum - Ash Kaashh lyrics
Nathan Fuller
[1nonly, lilbubblegum - Ash Kaashh lyrics]
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I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist, Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist
Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
Ayy, yeah, I'm like, "What the fuck is up?"
I don't wanna be your love
I be getting to these bands, I started out the mud
Lil' bitch on my line, and you know she gettin' dubbed, ayy
I don't want no old money, only new cheddar
Lil' bitch on my dick 'cause she cannot do better (Ayy, yeah)
She got a fat ass, she got a Beretta
You talk to me tough but you soft as a feather
Pull up with a.45, yeah, I got the strap
I've been getting to the bag, now your girl, she want my Snap
I don't even like these thots, but it's funny how they act
Every time I make a song (Yeah, ayy), like Chris Smoove, I always splash
They don't wanna see me up, so I had to prove 'em wrong
Me and Nathan making hits, all the e-girls sing our songs
We just hit another lick, and we 'bout to get hella rich (Ayy, yeah)
See me posted with your chick, going ape like King Kong
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist
Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist, Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top, when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist, Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist
Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
Ayy, yeah, I'm like, "What the fuck is up?"
I don't wanna be your love
I be getting to these bands, I started out the mud
Lil' bitch on my line, and you know she gettin' dubbed, ayy
I don't want no old money, only new cheddar
Lil' bitch on my dick 'cause she cannot do better (Ayy, yeah)
She got a fat ass, she got a Beretta
You talk to me tough but you soft as a feather
Pull up with a.45, yeah, I got the strap
I've been getting to the bag, now your girl, she want my Snap
I don't even like these thots, but it's funny how they act
Every time I make a song (Yeah, ayy), like Chris Smoove, I always splash
They don't wanna see me up, so I had to prove 'em wrong
Me and Nathan making hits, all the e-girls sing our songs
We just hit another lick, and we 'bout to get hella rich (Ayy, yeah)
See me posted with your chick, going ape like King Kong
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist
Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip (Skrrt)
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)
I got three thots on my dick (Yeah, ayy)
Bust down Gucci all on my fit (Yeah, ayy)
Ice on my wrist, Rolex, that's drip
She like, "Ash Kaashh, only the tip" (Tsaha)
I be skirting off in that whip
I see an opp and that boy get hit
Your girl on top, when I drop that guap
I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit (It's lit)