Lyrics CA$HMERE - Ramengvrl

Ay ay ay yo, hear me out, hear me out man
I think people got some real problems these days man
They think they so fuckin' rich as fuck
But y'know what? They ain't got nuthin'
Me, if I die, I will be buried in Versace...
And probs a little bit of cashmere, bitch!
When I die I be covered in cashmere
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!)
When I die I be covered in cashmere (cash, cash)
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!) (okay)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (for me)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (hey)
If you a bad bitch clap your hands (for me)
If your a bad bitch clap your hands (hey)
I cop a check even when I'm layin' low
If there's a beef I dont want it, I'm still eatin tho
You can be proud of yourself
But I still want some more
I spend everything in cash (caching)
What you mean I'm broke?
I got a lot of fans, but haters still be talking shit
Ain't even a man, so why they suckin' on my dick?
Every time these guys talking I'm like can you please be quick?
'Cause I don't give a fuck, imma pull up with dat stick (ayee)
I'm not a fan of excess (no)
But I feel good 'round my cash (checks)
I put my berserk mode on (rraah)
I might as well break their necks (clack)
Big names all up on my phone (brrp)
Which of your idol is next? (Who)
These so-called "rappers" wavin flags
I ain't even breaking a sweat
You got fans, you got style
But you still a basic bitch
Post a selfie with some Lang Leav's, bitch I can't relate
Everytime I drop some shit, they be like "Slay olay" (olay)
Turn up on a Monday 'cause I get paid like everyday (aye!)
When I die I be covered in cashmere
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!)
When I die I be covered in cashmere (cash, cash)
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!) (okay)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (for me)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (hey)
If you a bad bitch clap your hands (for me)
If your a bad bitch clap your hands (hey)
I go to bed (bed)
Thinkin' bout what's next (next)
Say what you want (say it)
I don't even care (whatevs)
I ain't got no birking yet but I still get the bag (bag)
They won't admit it but I swear these bitches gonna beg
You say dat you da man but I swear you talk just like a drag
I'm always down with this shit until these trees gone do me death
I do this for my mama I ain't here for the drama
If they don't understand I pray to god they get their karma
If they don't understand I pray to god they get their karma
If they don't understand I pray to god they get their karma
If they don't understand I pray to god they get their karma
If they don't understand I pray to god they get their karma
When I die I be covered in cashmere
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!)
When I die I be covered in cashmere (cash, cash)
When I die I be covered in cash (hu hu!) (okay)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (for me)
If you a rich bitch clap your hands (hey)
If you a bad bitch clap your hands (for me)
If your a bad bitch clap your hands (hey)
Now you see what I'm sayin'?
All you fake ass muthafucka's
You tryina cop all this Gucci shit
And you can't even pay your rent
You say you got some fancy stuff but girl
Girl chill chill girl
For me you, you ain't got nuttin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
Me? I can switch lanes in my Cashmere pool
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