Luyện nghe bài hát Bankrupt (Remix)

[Verse 1: Doll]
bands, times a hundred 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 bigger and I'm
Keep a & Wesson we can do whatever, aye
You say you a boss, I you a lame
And that nigga ugly what the fuck you
You ain't getting girl you need a plan
You a broke bitch, always holding out hand
I'm a bitch
I just be bad
Spend and get it back I spend it with my mans
That in my hand put it right on your head
no loss, I'm a boss I can do that shit again, ayy
Fuck a we speak facts
If a bitch talking I won't even speak back
Keep that .45 all black, we strapped, we
Pop up on 'em make a see that, aye

[Chorus: Doll]
Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this
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

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

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

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

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

Cuban Doll]
Fuck all them we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, bitch you in a cab
Still with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up 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 4: Lil
100 bottles, no sparklers, we lit
Thousand hunnid, all the like its counterfeit
the hoe, I slap the bitch, we on some different shit
This didn't come from round the way, I'm on some different drip
Sticky, she get with me
I need me a bad broad, again, a Nicki
Ain't leavin' no witnesses, Lou', a murder scene
Shout out to the behind the wall, yeah, the murder team
The old murder team, the ones that be silent
Sippin' 'methazine, it got me out my
Date time, go and throw a dime all in
Big take little bank, I'm really gettin' money

Cuban Doll]
You ain't tough, big bank little bank
Bitch you
All them hoes but they ain't 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 gon' up this cash
I hopped out my and I hopped in my bag
in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy
Fuck all them we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings and I in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you hopped off your ass, ayy