This is a song about "Cashmere scarf around my face like a bandana"

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

I was thinking about it so i stood there in a stare and my face went pail like

I'm always walking around with a smile on my face

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

You walk around sideways like a shot walker

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Walking around like my shit don't stink

If i lost you be patient

There's a cut, turn around sit on the ground while i pound on your face with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches