Текст песни Cubana - Kordas , Areve

Sometimes I felt like giving up
But then I caught myself waking up
All the thoughts need to let it go
And make out of them something more
Like a breath of fresh air
It's something we all share
We ballin' fresh and young stare

Gold grills and we're shooting rifles
Lotta bitches that will never get wifed up
Did not need a loan, did it on my own
Hope I made my momma proud she attend the show
Came from the streets, middle schools kids
We were dreaming 'bout the things we're doing now
Always wanted for someone just to say 'wow'
You got this, didn't expect it
Now the bullies wanna be friends
But they're coming for the money that's a weakness
Give me some give me some that makes me stressed
But it ain't worth to be upset
I'm feeling the power we do it like we wanna
A true Prima Donna we smoking hot like cubana

Ooh, we smoking hot like cubana, yeah yeah yeah
My brain is cooking like Havana-a, yeah yeah yeah
And we could do this thing for hours, but I gotta take off
And we could do this thing for hours, but I gotta take off

Try to take me bro that shit is no use
I got the L size but all I wear is Ws
With them homies we about to start some shit
Pockets full I don't care if I commit some sins
A supermodel, call that a problem - she be poppin' bottles she suckin' and swallow
Talk about them rules I think there's none, we might die soon so time to kill some
So get your guns ready and take some shots
I be so fuckin' faded - can't tell the clock
When I run up in the game man I can't stop
I can do a backflip and still make the shot
(And it's a party in the west side, yeah yeah yeah)
(And it's a party in the west side)

Ooh, we smoking hot like cubana, yeah yeah yeah
My brain is cooking like Havana-a, yeah yeah yeah
And we could do this thing for hours, but I gotta take off
And we could do this thing for hours, but I gotta take off