Luyện nghe bài hát Bankrupt (Remix)

[Verse 1: Doll]
Hundred bands, times a bands
Can you get it, ain't no man
Keep a hundred rounds, we get him
I ain't never gave a about no bitch
Cause I'm and I'm better
Keep a & Wesson we can do whatever, aye
You say you a boss, I you a lame
And that ugly what the fuck you saying?
You getting money girl you need a plan
You a broke bitch, always out your hand
I'm a real
I be getting bad
and get it back then I spend it with my mans
That money in my hand put it on your head
no loss, I'm a boss I can do that shit again, ayy
Fuck a role we speak
If a bitch talking I won't even speak back
that .45 all black, we strapped, we back
Pop up on 'em make a see that, aye

Cuban Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this
I out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

[Verse 2: Cuban
I'm a real bitch I can't shit
You a fucking pussy you don't shake
You just it out bruh you late bitch
You a broke bitch you ain't got no to play with
Somewhere out in Cali do the dash in a
You in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit
You ain't tough, big take little bank
Bitch you
All them hoes but they ain't us

Cuban Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash
I out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab
living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab
Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass, ayy

[Verse 3: Lil
All these mad rappers dirty, will I a .30
Spent long ridin' low and dirty, now my coupe is prayin'
223 cockin', get to have 'em niggas swervin'
servin', bitches drinkin' bourbon, I remember back when hoes was curvin'
Now I fuck hoes I wanna (yeah)
Bro used to post on the (yeah)
[?] bitches was
Killin' shit, sendin' hoes to the corner (yeah)
Don't be sad now a up
AP's goin' dumb, why you comin' out bitch if you ain't tryna me cum?
Stupid ass bitch, I said so, smack you
Gon' and pull up so my lil can stab you
Gang posted up on the corner a statue
round my chest like a motherfuckin' satchel

[Pre-Chorus: Doll]
You ain't tough, big bank take little
Bitch you
All them hoes losing but they us
You tough, big bank take little bank
Bitch you
All them hoes losing but ain't us

Cuban Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag
in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
Fuck all them we gon' fuck up this cash
I out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass, ayy

4: Lil Baby]
100 bottles, no sparklers, we lit
Thousand hunnid, all the like its counterfeit
Love the hoe, I slap the bitch, we on different shit
This shit didn't from round the way, I'm on some different drip
Sticky, she wanna get me
I need me a bad broad, again, a Nicki
Ain't leavin' no witnesses, Christian Lou', a murder
out to the homies behind the wall, yeah, the murder team
The old murder team, the ones that can't be
Sippin' 'methazine, it got me out my
Date time, go and a dime all in Folly
Big bank take bank, I'm really gettin' money

[Pre-Chorus: Doll]
You tough, big bank take little bank
you bankrupt
All them hoes losing but they us
You tough, big bank take little bank
Bitch you
All them hoes losing but ain't us

[Chorus: Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up cash
I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab
Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this
I out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab
Still living your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy