Текст песни Cubana/Wicked - Swiss Gambino

Baby What You On?
Oh Ooh Na, Oh Ooh Na Na, Yea Yea

No she ain't Mexicana (Cana)
But she a Latina
Know Lil' shorty on my side
Right there when I need her
I like when she speak that spanish, got me thinking of Selena
She like when I count that money,
I say "soy tú medicina, es Cubana"
Oh ooh La La, Baby what you on? (Baby what you on)
Sit back with me and smoke this ZaZa
This here La Raza, Don't you lead me on (Don't you lead me on, lead me on)

Smoking out the pound, I say baby stick on side of me
'Cause shit here might go down
Know lil' shorty might just ride for me, when I slide through the town (Town)
Baby I'm so dangerous, be smiling when i'm down
You can't see me when I frown
Know she kinda crazy, I ain't tryna get her started
'Cause she live la vida loca, like she bumping Ricky Martin
She be turnt up off the bottle, see her stumbling through the party
Like the way she flip her hair, I say let's get the party started

Soy tú medicina, es Cubana
Oh ooh La La, Baby What You On? (Baby what you on?)
Sit back with me and smoke this ZaZa
This here La Raza, Don't you lead me on (Don't you lead me on)

Soy tú medicina, es Cubana
Oh ooh La La, Baby What You On? (Baby what you on?)
Sit back with me and smoke this ZaZa
This here La Raza, Don't you lead me on (Don't you lead me o.)

See how I pop out on some other shit
I ain't never move about no diss, 'cause y'all ain't clutching shit
Y'all be on that sucker shit
Better tame your bitch, 'cause she gon' be the one who sucking shit
I get out my body, I ain't friendly or your brother bitch
And I been on some Gutta shit
Say this shit get wicked, let off fire like I'm Kane, 'cause I be really taking under shit
Smoke all in your lungs, you better cough or I'ma show you who be plugging shit (Yea bitch now who be plugging shit)
This that 92 shit, Fuck you and your crew shit
Another dead niggas, know y'all running out of suits bitch
Big ape in that jungle, can't control me in that zoo
I don't even diss forreal, but play and I'ma show you how them boots hit
Mane shit get wicked on this side
You wanna play let off that fye
And we gon' let them bullets fly yea (Fly yea)