(Yeah) Castro

Whoa, whoa, whoa (yeah)

Cubans on me like I'm Castro (yeah)

Bitches like I'm Castro, yah

Kickin' bitches like I'm Castro (whoa)

Cuban cigar nigga

Spanish chick, JLo

Dope money, Pablo

The double cross you up, eyeball

Castro, Castro, Castro



Cubans on me like I'm Castro

Hit your bitch with a backstroke

Spanish bitch, JLo

Dope money, Pablo

Astronaut, take off

John Travolta (face off)

In the kitchen, have a bake off

She gon' snort her whole damn face off

Cubans on me like I'm Castro

Hit your bitch with a backstroke

Spanish bitch, JLo

Dope money, Pablo

Astronaut, take off

John Travolta (face off)

In the kitchen, have a bake off

She gon' snort her whole damn face off



EA Sports, I'm in the Playoffs (in the game)

I'm in Saks goin' AWOL

I'm at Neimans goin' AWOL

Hit your bitch in the Aloft

Head cool, but the pussy wack

Wanna unf**k her, get her pussy back

Cuban on your boy, I'm Castro

Hit your bitch with a backstroke

Medellín, Pablo

Money bags, Wells Fargo

Call my driver, where the car go?

100 thousand in my cargo

I get dope by the cargo

I got whips, no car note

I got whips, no slave

All my cribs got maids

All my cribs like a maze

Shit so big, they amazed

Still thuggin', they amazed

Put me on a track with 'Ye

In the kitchen rocking 'Ye's

In the trenches with the Js

Feds listenin', we don't do the phone

They record everythin' we say