Letra de Cuban Links - NoCap

Ayy, you know I rep that Backend, Taliban shit, that BET, nigga

We tote forty-one shots, know how we comin', nigga

(Stay with Vegas on the wave)

Say, I'd be rich as Hell if I wasn't rappin'

Okay, brand new Cuban links, brand new drug habits

Okay, they done motivated me, now my engine V8

Ayy, fuck my opps, they gay, I'm tryna get this shit straight

Uh, baby, I'm a villain, I can't take you on dates

They walk up in this restaurant, leave blood on the plates

My cup is double, I can feel that lean travel through my soul

Google me, but tell security don't search me at the door

I could never trust a bitch who fuck me and she got a man

I could never trust a nigga screamin', "Gang," and take the stand

I can't trust you if you ain't gon' blow when this shit hit the fan

I could never, uh, I could never, yeah

We in the club with that iron, we shoot like Ja Morant

Don't fuck with niggas, it ain't too many we not against

I ride down Collins poppin' shit, police stop me for tint

That banger stay with me, I think that my Glock should pay rent

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

I ride Goyard for my niggas who got stopped in the field

Fuck what you heard 'bout me, you can stuff a dick in your ear

They Instagram killers, nothin' about these niggas be real

Spread rumors 'bout me to the world and they got nowhere to live, huh?

Post up on that block like Mutombo

My toolbox, it look like a fuckin' gun store

Got a yellow bitch, she look like a Kardashian

All these flights on private jets, I should be arrogant

Took two letters out of love and I got LV

If it's 'bout money, then I'm very nosy, you smell me?

If you love me, I want you to show it, not tell me

I keep these lemon squeeze banana clips, I'm healthy, nigga

Say, I'd be rich as Hell if I wasn't rappin'

Okay, brand new Cuban links, brand new drug habits

Okay, they done motivated me, now my engine V8

Ayy, fuck my opps, they gay, I'm tryna get this shit straight

Uh, baby, I'm a villain, I can't take you on dates

They walk up in this restaurant, leave blood on the plates

My cup is double, I can feel that lean travel through my soul

Google me, but tell security don't search me at the door

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

Cuban links and drug habits

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