Cuban Doll - Stay Solid lyrics

[Hook: MO3] Stay solid I believe in it That chopper I sleep with it Up under that pillow With my pistol where I keep it at That money I need it Then if I hustle I can’t eat with racks All I know is go get it and shine You know I be with it f** on that bicth f** her feature Play with them key, no Alicia I shoot it up with my people All of my youngin’s some creatures We get the money, money, money, baby, baby You can tell that I’m eating Just know that I want it baby Really want it baby For the check I’m a demon [Verse 1: Cuban Da Savage] Aye he wanna girl that’s a Blanco But he gotta be an El Chapo I’m bout my cheese like some nacho’s And he wanna f** but he not though I wanna see how his top go I got your man in the coupe Yeah, driving foreigns no roof Call up the gang they gon’ shoot b**hes lying no proof Swear to god, I’m the truth b**h I’m young and I’m Ru Pull up busting like a troop If you a pop f** you See you in public, like what you gon’ do? Talking that sh**, but you ain;t gon’ shoot You can not find me, b**h I stay in the zoo [Hook: MO3] Stay solid I believe in it That chopper I sleep with it Up under that pillow With my pistol where I keep it at That money I need it Then if I hustle I can’t eat with racks All I know is go get it and shine You know I be with it f** on that bicth f** her feature Play with them key, no Alicia I shoot it up with my people All of my youngin’s some creatures We get the money, money, money, baby, baby You can tell that I’m eating Just know that I want it baby Really want it baby For the check I’m a demon [Verse 2: Lil Yayo] For the check I’m a demon For the wraith, yeah I’m leaving We wet him up while he sleeping p**y n***a talking, really don’t mean it Caught him lacking should’ve seen it Walk him down with the fifty leave him leaking b**h we beefing, we ain’t speaking Talking on Monday, he gone by the weekend Why the f** I need you? What you do for me? Go Yayo a p**y lil n***a be leaking me I’ma real k**er these not n***a shoot for me The f** out my face and please stop with the foolery Big ol’ tool, keep the tool with me My youngins stupid they a lay on your roof for me Ain’t no telling what they do for me They pop up with two two three Lay out your family n***a’s know it, they can’t handle me Ten months in the county And it made a man of me Hundred round for the enemy That n***a talk reckless He really a fan of me That n***a talk reckless He really a fan of me Ran up a check now these f** n***as mad at me Hate on the boy but you know they ain’t adding me You talk on Lil Yayo, it’s gon’ be a tragedy [Hook: MO3] Stay solid I believe in it That chopper I sleep with it Up under that pillow With my pistol where I keep it at That money I need it Then if I hustle I can’t eat with racks All I know is go get it and shine You know I be with it f** on that bicth f** her feature Play with them key, no Alicia I shoot it up with my people All of my youngin’s some creatures We get the money, money, money, baby, baby You can tell that I’m eating Just know that I want it baby Really want it baby For the check I’m a demon