Luyện nghe bài hát Bankrupt (Remix)

[Verse 1: Cuban
Hundred bands, times a bands
Can you get it, ain't no man
Keep a rounds, we gon' get him
I ain't never gave a fuck 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 nigga ugly what the fuck you saying?
You ain't getting money girl you a plan
You a bitch, always holding out your hand
I'm a bitch
I be getting bad
Spend and get it then I spend it with my mans
money in my hand put it right on your head
Ain't no loss, I'm a boss I can do that again, ayy
Fuck a we speak facts
If a bitch talking I won't even speak back
that .45 all black, we strapped, we back
Pop up on 'em a bitch see that, aye

Cuban Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash
I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab
Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy

[Verse 2: Doll]
I'm a real bitch I fake shit
You a fucking pussy you don't shake
You figured it out bruh you late bitch
You a broke bitch you ain't got no bands to with
Somewhere out in Cali do the in a spaceship
You in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit
You ain't tough, big take little bank
you bankrupt
All them hoes losing but they us

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

3: Lil Yachty]
All these mad rappers dirty, I keep a .30
Spent nights ridin' low and dirty, now my coupe is prayin'
223 cockin', get to jerkin' 'em niggas swervin'
Niggas servin', bitches drinkin' bourbon, I remember back when was curvin'
Now I fuck hoes when I (yeah)
Bro used to on the corner (yeah)
[?] bitches was
Killin' shit, these 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, wanna you
Gon' and pull up so my lil sister can you
posted up on the corner like a statue
Clip round my chest a motherfuckin' satchel

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

[Chorus: Cuban
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' 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 your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy

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

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

[Chorus: Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we 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 your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
all them niggas we gon' fuck 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