Cuban On Damedot

[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy (Are you in the mafia?)

[Verse 1]
I'm a good nigga but my bitch bad
Like she 'bout to spend the night, got a big bag
She got a thing for rich niggas in the Hellcat
She preferrin' niggas quiet with a lot of racks
Two bands on the shoes, these Ricks got me in a move
And I'm off the shroom, the freshest nigga in the room
She ain't got no ass but she pretty so I said, "It's cool"
I got real demons in the cut, I'll cut 'em loose
Lil' bitch tryna play close, had to cut her loose
Gang trip down in Miami, got a hundred coupes
Some of these hoes get around the money and don't know what to do
If she ain't get that BBL, she'll be really through
Your nigga ain't nothin' like me, go 'head, tell the truth
Bitch, I banged out racks, who the fuck is you?
Nigga, you can go from rags to riches, I'm the livin' proof
I could fit your whole house in my livin' room
I be wearin' tennis chains but I ain't playin' tennis
She only in her twenties but her hair fifty inches
It's so little, you can't tell I got a AR pistol
If you dissin' on the 'net, I'ma come and get you