Cuban Links lyrics

[Intro: 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 n*gga B on the beat)

[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Cuban links and gleeko
In that paint, I just bully n*ggas like I'm Z-Bo
Keep that sh*t off them songs how you dodge a RICO (n*gga)
n*ggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, n*gga (Facts)
Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)
Had to cut some n*ggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')
Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (n*gga)
G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Bean]
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
b*tch, 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?
b*tch, 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 n*gga whose first strap was a Draco
Wanna play, n*ggas 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)
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Cuban links and gleeko
In that paint, I just bully n*ggas like I'm Z-Bo
Keep that sh*t off them songs how you dodge a RICO (n*gga)
n*ggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, n*gga (Facts)
Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)
Had to cut some n*ggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')
Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (n*gga)
G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
Yeah, Cuban links and gleekos (Bah, bah)
In the club, them pus*y n*ggas think I'm lackin', peep pole (Pole)
Hardwoods and n*ggas' couches, sh*t 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 b*tch, give a f*ck, she not mine (Not mine)
You paid what for that Rollie? Lil' n*gga, stop lyin' (That n*gga crazy)
Fall in love with you? Never, b*tch, I'd rather skydive (Rather skydive)
b*tch, 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' b*tch your heart, b*tch, I only love pistols
If we can't f*ck the first day, I can't even f*ck with you (Yeah)
I can't even f*ck with you, I ain't goin' out like that (Goin' out like that)
And I don't even need an army, b*tch, the 40 got my back (40 got my back)
f*ckin' hoes, countin' dough, that's the reason n*ggas mad (n*ggas mad)
They keep askin' where I been, I said I been up in my bag, on the gang, n*gga
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Cuban links and gleeko
In that paint, I just bully n*ggas like I'm Z-Bo
Keep that sh*t off them songs how you dodge a RICO (n*gga)
n*ggas wasn't even outside in them peacoats, n*gga (Facts)
Hundreds in my pocket (Huh?), can't forget the rocket (Uh-huh)
Had to cut some n*ggas off and I'm still croppin' (Still croppin')
Don't even like to fly to shows, I can't bring my chop with me (n*gga)
G-Shock can't tell time, it's so many rocks in it, yeah