Woke up in Cuba

Repeated emphasis on having a companion or ally who's armed

Reiteration of having a shooter as a constant presence

Continued emphasis on staying with someone armed

Emphasis on staying with a shooter for security

Waking up in Cuba, indicating a location change

Reiteration of staying with a shooter for protection

Having a conversation with someone about St. Lucia

Receiving beats (music) but not collaborating with producers

Dislike for Versace and Medusa brand

Driving fast despite owning a cruiser car

Refusing to stop for the police while driving

Boasting about flying first class and looking down on others

Someone playing Booggz's song and also playing Future's music

Confidence in predicting success with someone

Charging for music collaboration despite having knowledge

Capable of imparting knowledge but not interested in teaching

Actively involved in the industry, not a passive observer

Proud of personal style, particularly shoes

Expressing affection for Cuba and its women

Using potent drugs

Reiteration and variations of previous themes and ideas

I pop out on fans, they havin' a Caesar

I know that I'm blessed, then somebody sneeze up

I'm whippin' up dope, put it by the freezer

He heard the pew, and turned into Freeza

It sound like a .40, but it is a 'Nina

.38 Special spin like ballerina

Not into witchcraft, but I know Sabrina

She wanna date, art galleries

I'm stuck in the trap, we eatin' pizza

She don't like my new bitch, she on mamacita

I can't take no pics, keep it discreeta

Now I wear Gucci, I used to wear Filas

Smokin' dope by the sea

Please tell me what you seea

I just woke up in Cuba

I stay with the shooter

Me and your dog, we talkin' St.Lucia

He sent me beats, I don't rock with producers

I don't wear Versace I don't like Medusa

I sometimes drive fast, but my car is a cruiser

Police on my tail I don't stop for the cruiser

I'm flying first class I look down on you losers

She playing my song now she playing Future

I'm gon' hit tonight, I can tell the future

He want a verse but I'm charging for features

Can teach you a lot, I'm just not a teacher

I'm deep in the game, I don't sit on the bleachers

My swag is on point, look at my sneakers

I'm in love with Cuba, but I love the chicas

The dope that I smoke, loud like a speaker

I'm writing for artists, yo could call me Sia

I am a trapper, you won't wanna be

I got a few spots, I ain't talkin' a cheetah

I'm looking at Keisha but I'm hearing Mia

They don't like each other but I'm just a G

Got 'em both under my trunk like a tree

I'm texting your bitch, I'm ready to leave her

I go up you go down like a lever

I'm from the dam, but I'm not a beaver

I'm just a Captain, something like Wheeler

You a buyer, I'm a dealer

When I take your bitch, only time I'ma steal her

She want a drink, I buy her margaritas

Plus she want rocks on tequila

She wanna chill by the beacha

I just woke up in Cuba

I stay with the shooter

Me and your dog, we talkin' St.Lucia

He sent me beats, I don't rock with producers

I don't wear Versace I don't like Medusa

I sometimes drive fast, but my car is a cruiser

Police on my tail I don't stop for the cruiser

I'm flying first class I look down on you losers

She playing my song now she playing Future

I'm gon' hit tonight, I can tell the future

He want a verse but I'm charging for features

Can teach you a lot, I'm just not a teacher

I'm deep in the game, I don't sit on the bleachers

My swag is on point, look at my sneakers

I'm in love with Cuba, but I love the chicas

The dope that I smoke, loud like a speaker

Maxine and Taneisha

Oh I forgot 'bout Yanniqua

I still got a crush on Theresa

Let me handcuff no Police

Five star resort, only seeing white people

I think we both rich, but we are not equal

If I wrote a book, this would be the sequel

Reiteration of waking up in Cuba, closing the song