Cuban Doll - Live Onna Gram lyrics

[Verse 1] b**hes thinking sh** sweet till I pull up with the pull up She was talking on the internet the b**h ain't even pull up I don't got the time to argue with the b**h I rather I pull up Worldwide glo up status I'm like quay with the cook up Heard these birches selling out they need to worry bout they edges It's a gangsta party posted in this b**h with Mac 11's Boss b**hes hoes see me and they running out the exit Can't be f**ing weak n***as cause they say I'm too aggressive Cuban, Cuban flexing I put thirty on my wrist now Heard she got a hit so now she thinking she the sh** now Been k**ing sh** I make basic hoes sit down b**hes mad I signed my deal they hating that I'm lit now f** a sneak dissing b**h you coming for me b**hes need to boss up I heard they f**ing for free And these n***as broke a** they don't get nothing from me I swear that all these hoes thirsty they be running for D [Hook] Ooh 3,2,1 I'm going live on the gram Ooh Pull up on a b**h and beat her live on the gram I ain't saying to much b**hes knowing how I am These n***as doing too much sh** I might just call a pound 3,2,1 I'm going live on the gram Live on the gram 3,2,1 I'm going live on the gram Live on the gram [Verse 2] Broke b**h, you on some hoe sh** Speaking on my name but she don't know sh** If I catch you lacking then I'm beating your a** I'm talking left, right hook, hit her a** with a jab Jump in the jag, two hundred my dash Diamonds got clarity, B.S no flash b**hes be mad, imma handle my cla** Top 3 where I'm from b**h I'm showing my a** [Hook] 3,2,1 I'm going live on the gram Live on the gram 3,2,1 I'm going live on the gram Live on the gram