Cashmere Satin - trombones Lyrics

Yeah, bitch, I did it, spin like a fidget I was dreaming bout Christmas
Now I'm checking off my wishlist
Just bought the Christians, grind for the vision
Grind while I'm kidless, sippin' on whiskey
Can't feel my kidney, Ball like the Grizzlies
Catch me at Wrigley, living life risky
Hop in the whip and she drop that Lewinsky

You talkin' shit but don't know what I'm spending
These type of linen, I'm droppin' a band on some mittens
I'm tryna set up my children
Make sure they straight when they really start living
Smokin' on diesel, eatin' at Cecil's
It's really me and my people, but people be see-through
Bought them Birkin bags, shout out my people at Temu

Seven hour difference, like lately I'm feelin' backwards
It's been like a year since rolling and smokin' them backwoods
Now that I'm without ya, give me some time to think
Jeans short, bottoms are mixin' it with the mink
Whip fast like a cheetah, f*ck it, we fixin' Tink
Swappin' out the engine, she pass you before you blink

Where you think that you goin'? You think you know me
It's probably hard to get a look while you sittin' below me
Oh you think you know tea? well come and show me
You're blinded by the ice of my body, bring the Zamboni
Oh you think it's phony? my Cuban snowin
Don't act like you keep it a hunnid, you movin' odee
What are you on? Off Omeprazole, I'm probably takin' it wrong
Hand me the phone, take your password off, that not what we doin
Raw tobacco chewin', engine in the rear, spec is zoomin
Haters into motivators, I get excited by the booin

Hop in tink, rollin' up, I'm dodgin' potholes
Good American guap, that's that cheese down in Stockholm
Killed the beat, Zorro f*ckin spazzed on the trombones
Buildin' up bread, yeah, I plan on buyin' my moms home