Cuban Links

[Intro] (That's Chucks) (EmzBeats) [Verse 1: Skrapz] Boom, I keep going till the wheels fall off and the deal's called off Even then, I probably still won't stop Still tryna cop the yacht with a helicopter pad at the top Big spliff while I'm chillin' on the docks with some Henny on the rocks I used to put yayo in the pot, melt it down, whip it back, let it lock And now I make hits, I can shut this shit down when I want I tell Kev, tell Colin, "Let it drop" Rise it up and let it knock I make the feds tape off your block Hit the M-way and bake off in Notts I'm as real as it gets, self-made and I earned my respect Had to wait for thе dots to connect I'm still tryna get a private jеt And a twenty-room mansion with a lion as a pet I can't forget them hard times when I never ate I was busy tryna eat and now I'm gettin' paid in my sleep [Chorus: Young Adz] Big Cuban links Hands off, I only eat off drinks Three million for the crib and my favourite spot by the sink, ah Two shooters, gotta stay in sync Hoes takin' sly pics I don't wanna link I really bought the nappers out to Wireless Three thousand on these leather pants, no stylist No, no, no stylist Fell in love with this life 'cause it's enticin' Sent my young boy on a ride, no licence [Verse 2: Nines] Treat the other side like a gun range Cop my wifey a Bentley, that's chump change Trap in my city, I don't need to lock cunch I used to give out free crack, that's a Roc Brunch Me and my nigga Jack, we goin' strain shopping Fucked your favourite pop star, I ain't name-droppin' I got a chick collection on my chick selection Got a calendar and every day, I switch complexion The feds listened to the verses that I wrote How the black sheep of the family turn into a G.O.A.T.? I'll scoop her in a Porsche, use a Uber to drop her home All these rap cheques and I still can't leave the block alone I don't need to use their platforms cah I got my own When you're talkin' to a nigga like me, just watch your tone Dropped out them lazy niggas, started rollin' with the grafters I was cotton pickin', now I own all my masters, it's nice [Chorus: Young Adz] Big Cuban links Hands off, I only eat off drinks Three million for the crib and my favourite spot by the sink, ah Two shooters, gotta stay in sync Hoes takin' sly pics I don't wanna link I really bought the nappers out to Wireless Three thousand on these leather pants, no stylist No, no, no stylist Fell in love with this life 'cause it's enticin' Sent my young boy on a ride, no licence [Verse 3: Dirtbike LB] Hit them niggas, they know where the smoke goes Opp pack and I roll and I smoke O's I ain't regular, this drip is not on for the photos Get my bitch every Chanel, now I'm calling you Coco I'm a big fish, you couldn't eat what's on my plate It was a big risk, I couldn't even take the chase Cuttin' corners off the brick, I'm really making plays It's really a Richard Mille miss, I really bought it plain That's my niggas, put the dotty in the Audi or the Bimmas I took the yacht out in Saudi with the winners G-LOC 'cause my nigga lost the blicky My jewels stay cool, Ice City We don't see the same, eight cars like it's GTA I was on the strip like I'm GBK Your stones ain't VV, mate, I put the easy way [Chorus: Young Adz] Big Cuban links Hands off, I only eat off drinks Three million for the crib and my favourite spot by the sink, ah Two shooters, gotta stay in sync Hoes takin' sly pics I don't wanna link I really bought the nappers out to Wireless Three thousand on these leather pants, no stylist No, no, no stylist Fell in love with this life 'cause it's enticin' Sent my young boy on a ride, no licence