[Verse 1: Doll] Hundred bands, times a bands Can you get it, no running man Keep a hundred rounds, we get him I ain't never a fuck about no bitch I'm bigger and I'm better Keep a & Wesson we can do whatever, aye You say you a boss, I know you a And that nigga ugly what the fuck you You getting money girl you need a plan You a broke bitch, holding out your hand I'm a bitch I just be bad and get it back then I spend it with my mans That money in my hand put it on your head Ain't no loss, I'm a I can do that shit again, ayy Fuck a we speak facts If a lame talking I won't even speak back Keep that .45 all black, we strapped, we Pop up on 'em make a see that, aye
Cuban Doll] Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash I out my feelings and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass, ayy
[Verse 2: Doll] I'm a real bitch I can't shit You a pussy you don't shake shit You just figured it out you late bitch You a broke you ain't got no bands to play with Somewhere out in do the dash in a spaceship You in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit You ain't tough, big bank little bank you bankrupt All them hoes but they ain't us
[Chorus: Cuban all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab Still with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy Fuck all niggas we gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
[Verse 3: Lil All mad rappers dirty, will I keep a .30 Spent long nights ridin' low and dirty, now my coupe is 223 cockin', get to jerkin' have 'em niggas Niggas servin', drinkin' bourbon, I remember back when hoes was curvin' Now I fuck hoes I wanna (yeah) Bro used to post on the (yeah) [?] bitches was Killin' shit, these hoes to the corner (yeah) be sad now a nigga up AP's goin' dumb, why you out bitch if you ain't tryna make me cum? Stupid ass bitch, I so, wanna smack you Gon' and pull up so my lil sister can you Gang posted up on the corner a statue Clip round my like a motherfuckin' satchel
Cuban Doll] You tough, big bank take little bank Bitch you All hoes losing but they ain't us You ain't tough, big bank take little Bitch you All them hoes losing but ain't us
[Chorus: Doll] Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab Still living your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
4: Lil Baby] 100 bottles, no sparklers, we lit Thousand hunnid, all the bills its counterfeit Love the hoe, I the bitch, we on some different shit This shit didn't come from round the way, I'm on some different Sticky, she get with me I me a bad broad, then again, a Nicki Ain't no witnesses, Christian Lou', a murder scene Shout out to the homies behind the wall, yeah, the team The old murder team, the that can't be silent Sippin' 'methazine, it got me out my Date time, go and throw a dime all in Big bank take bank, I'm really gettin' money
[Pre-Chorus: Cuban You ain't tough, big bank take little you bankrupt All them hoes but they ain't us You ain't tough, big bank take little Bitch you All them losing but they ain't us
[Chorus: Cuban Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass, ayy Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy