[Verse 1: Doll] bands, times a hundred bands Can you get it, ain't no man Keep a rounds, we gon' get him I ain't never gave a fuck no bitch Cause I'm bigger and I'm Keep a & Wesson we can do whatever, aye You say you a boss, I you a lame And that nigga ugly what the fuck you You ain't getting girl you need a plan You a broke bitch, always holding out hand I'm a bitch I just be bad Spend and get it back I spend it with my mans That in my hand put it right on your head no loss, I'm a boss I can do that shit again, ayy Fuck a we speak facts If a bitch talking I won't even speak back Keep that .45 all black, we strapped, we Pop up on 'em make a see that, aye
[Chorus: Doll] Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this 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
[Verse 2: Cuban I'm a real bitch I fake shit You a fucking pussy you don't shake You just figured it out you late bitch You a broke you ain't got no bands to play with Somewhere out in Cali do the dash in a You somewhere in the crib looking mad you ain't shit You ain't tough, big take little bank you bankrupt All them hoes but they ain't us
[Chorus: Cuban Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab Still living your 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 when I (yeah) Bro used to on the corner (yeah) [?] was foreign shit, sendin' these hoes to the corner (yeah) Don't be sad now a up AP's goin' dumb, why you comin' out if you ain't tryna make me cum? Stupid ass bitch, I so, wanna smack you and pull up so my lil sister can stab you Gang up on the corner like a statue Clip round my like a motherfuckin' satchel
[Pre-Chorus: Cuban You ain't tough, big bank little bank you bankrupt All them losing but they ain't us You ain't tough, big bank take bank Bitch you All hoes losing but they ain't us
Cuban Doll] Fuck all them we gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab Still with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy
[Verse 4: Lil 100 bottles, no sparklers, we lit Thousand hunnid, all the like its counterfeit the hoe, I slap the bitch, we on some different shit This didn't come from round the way, I'm on some different drip Sticky, she get with me I need me a bad broad, again, a Nicki Ain't leavin' no witnesses, Lou', a murder scene Shout out to the behind the wall, yeah, the murder team The old murder team, the ones that be silent Sippin' 'methazine, it got me out my Date time, go and throw a dime all in Big take little bank, I'm really gettin' money
Cuban Doll] You ain't tough, big bank little bank Bitch you All them hoes but they ain't us You tough, big bank take little bank Bitch you All them hoes losing but ain't us
Cuban Doll] Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy Fuck all them 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 your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy