[Lyric] Cuban With The Jesus Piece (The Kid Daytona)

[Verse 1]

Lagerfeld short sets with the stretch material
My man had the tec, can't detect the serial
Detectives stare at you, when success, it mirrors you
From where niggas sit give them pests the clearest view
The rest can tour the Louvre
I'm only concerned about the left collar
I came to get dollars, the fame begets problems
But so be it in SoBe with Sofia Vergara just OD'ing
Where niggas copped the three bedroom to grow weed in
At the same time in the W all weekend
For no reason, we was young niggas then
We couldn't foresee that it would come to an end
Now it's crumbs to the cake, we'll come up again
It's never how you fall but how you stand on all ten
Can't kick me off the plane: Alec Baldwin
Stayin' on that fly shit, back up off him
Day-Toe-Nah!

[Hook]
As long as the team gettin' dough
And the fam keep livin'
Alright, Alright
Tell 'em keep the ice cubes cold
And the champagne spillin'
All night, all night
Let me just
Speak my peace, keep my piece
I need the Cuban with the Jesus Piece
Pray that I'm alright, pray that I'm alright

[Verse 2]

Top down in the winter, that's what winners do
Lookin' cold in the summer as I interview
Bitches by the pool, ya life's minuscule
My sight's set on huge, seen his light reflect off jewels
No regrets I'm cool with whatever happens, happens
Step on through, No stress on my shoulders
Have sex on a sofa, pull out
Tell that bitch catch what I throw her
Pelligrino soda, Bar Pitti leftovers
Giant dreams, desire to be a jet owner
After midnight in the metropolis
Is when I live life, check the documents
Play doctor with six foot occupants
Stick cock up in a bad Slovakian
Imagine watching them but still can't change that dial
Til I take that bow
[Hook x2]