Letra de Cuban Links - DaBoii

(Feat. ["Lil Bean"])

(Doe Boy, how you make this?)

B and Doe Boy on the beat, it's a cheat code

Bro just hit for a hundred P's out in Chico, uh (My nigga B on the beat)

Cuban links and gleeko

In that paint, I just bully niggas like I'm Z-Bo

Keep that shit off them songs how you dodge a RICO (Nigga)

Niggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, nigga (Facts)

Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)

Had to cut some niggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')

Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (Nigga)

G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it, yeah

I can tell when brodie on, it's somethin' in his soda

Summertime, it still get cold like it's Minnesota

In the coupe like Batman, but I think I'm Joker

I'm just lookin' for that sack like I'm Joey Bosa

Or Nick

If I didn't rap, I promise I wouldn't take a pic

Bitch, I think I'm Ryan Diggs, come eat at Ruth Chris

You would think I beef with red, too much blue strips

Broke hoes is no-gos, baby, where that pape' go?

Bitch, it's gleekos and Cuban links, ain't no Francos

Don't wanna drive, I just hit my driver, he on payroll

I know a young nigga whose first strap was a Draco

Wanna play, niggas on your head like a halo

Brodie said he just made a thousand-dollar Faygo

Hit from the back, I'ma put my thumb in her A-hole

Gun silent, on the barrel of it a potato (Yeah)

Cuban links and gleeko

In that paint, I just bully niggas like I'm Z-Bo

Keep that shit off them songs how you dodge a RICO (Nigga)

Niggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, nigga (Facts)

Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)

Had to cut some niggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')

Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (Nigga)

G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it

Yeah, Cuban links and gleekos (Bah, bah)

In the club, them pussy niggas think I'm lackin', peep pole (Pole)

Hardwoods and niggas' couches, shit I used to sleep on

And I just had her for the night, so what you mad at me for? (Mad at me for)

I was fresh up out that county, had to stop at Highline (Yop)

We could share the bitch, give a fuck, she not mine (Not mine)

You paid what for that Rollie? Lil' nigga, stop lyin' (That nigga crazy)

Fall in love with you? Never, bitch, I'd rather skydive (Rather skydive)

Bitch, I'd rather skydive, I can't fall in love with you (Nope)

Hit her from the back, made lil' baby butt bigger (Made lil' baby butt bigger)

You gave that lil' bitch your heart, bitch, I only love pistols

If we can't fuck the first day, I can't even fuck with you (Yeah)

I can't even fuck with you, I ain't goin' out like that (Goin' out like that)

And I don't even need an army, bitch, the 40 got my back (40 got my back)

Fuckin' hoes, countin' dough, that's the reason niggas mad (Niggas mad)

They keep askin' where I been, I said I been up in my bag, on the gang, nigga

Cuban links and gleeko

In that paint, I just bully niggas like I'm Z-Bo

Keep that shit off them songs how you dodge a RICO (Nigga)

Niggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, nigga (Facts)

Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)

Had to cut some niggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')

Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (Nigga)

G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it, yeah

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