ĆUBÃ Lyrics

Jmoneÿy

Money on the beat, gang Kelz on this b*tch

Money on the kills on this bitch

Can't wait to take my day once to Cuba

But watch out folks, nem, he got the rooga

Preach how trynna save him he talking bout , hallelujah

Watch how he approach us, cause he a shooter

Got to the cab, up in the stag

Play with my money, that's gon' be your last

Got a jam pack, yeah, I'm real glad

Hop on this bitch, you'll have to pay me back

She ain't on whippin' that butter, domestic

She a good thick bitch, yeah, yeah, she from Memphis

Fuck her shit, now I'm deep in Pacific

Hop on my truck, call it my bitch

Been in 12 in my ass, so I can't get caught speedin'

He says, let me, bitch, I don't believe it

Ain't about what up, I'm a two-seater

Gang

Can't wait to take my day once again

But watch out folks, homie, he got the ruler

Preach how to say it, homie, scream hallelujah

Niggas know not to play it, it'll be risky

Told her, bitch, it's over

She like, you pimp me

She be in the inbox, she bout to pick me

I'm for love, baby, she gon' be risky

That bitch said she, said she on a diamond

She must be drunk, damn, when I'm mad

I do the hot shit, hit the next time

Disrespect, we lay you down

White child, get on the ground

Niggas know we don't play around

My hydrate, caught a hundred rounds

Gang

Gang

She say I'm whippin' that butter, domestic

She a big bitch, yeah, yeah, she in Memphis

She wanna pull up, tell me to T

Hold on, baby, this ain't limited

I'm shit, shit, like Kobe

Niggas don't know me

Man, I miss my brother

And my brother was alive

Man, we shootin' hoes

All right, Shaq and Kobe

Pull up B, we ain't really know me

Stump on my hoe, damn, he caught him on those bleeds

She said she a water material bitch

No, you ain't no trophy

Gang

And she said she white material, but she ain't no trophy

Ayy, you know I'm told him

Pissed, told him

Yeah, I'm reloading

Bitch, I'm loaded

I've been blowin'

That's all that you can feel in my soul

I'm spittin' shit, yeah, out the dome

Fuck on D&D, and then you alone

You alone the way I be, dawg

I give her a bone

Send me a text

She tell me to come home

Can't wait to take my dick once it's cute

Watch out, folks

He got the real one

Preach, try to save him

It's time for hallelujah

Ayy

I'll never be one of them ones in the back

You always gotta be first

Yeah, that's facts

Can't wait to get a milli on my wrist

Yeah, that's a fact

Hold on, buddy got struck

They throwin' out flags

These niggas rough

That nigga kept runnin'

He out of breath

I spot out

We on rooftop, D

He seen gang, yeah, he be free

Can't fuck that bitch

She fuck the streets

When I see that one nigga, he act like I'm the boss

When I see that one nigga, he act like he don't know

Bitch, I'm Wesby

Stain

His ass a walkin' stain

He can't come to my house

Cause Wes ain't in the game

Shut up

Bitch

Shut up

Bitch

What up

Bitch

Can't get what up

Bitch