Ash Kaashh lyrics

[Intro]
NateGoyard

[Chorus: 1nonly, lilbubblegum]
I got three thots on my di*k (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 di*k (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)

[Verse 1: 1nonly]
Ayy, yeah, I'm like, "What the f*ck is up?"
I don't wanna be your love
I be getting to these bands, I started out the mud
Lil' b*tch on my line, and you know she gettin' dubbed, ayy
I don't want no old money, only new cheddar
Lil' b*tch on my di*k '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
[Verse 2: lilbubblegum]
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

[Chorus: 1nonly, lilbubblegum]
I got three thots on my di*k (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 di*k (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)