Bankrupt by Cuban Doll
Released : 2017
Hundred bands, talks a hundred bands
Can you get it, ain’t no running man
Keep a hundred rounds, we gon’ get him
I ain’t never gave a *** about no ***
Cause I’m bigger and I’m better
Keep a Smith & Wessun we can do whatever ey
You say you a boss, I know you a lame
And that *** ugly what the *** you saying
You ain’t getting money girl you need a plan
You a broke ***, always holding out your hand
I’m a real ***
I just be getting bad
Spend and get it back then I spend it with my mans
That money in my hand put it right on your head
Ain’t no loss, I’m a boss I can do that *** again ey
*** a roll we speak face
If a lame *** talking I won’t even speak that
Keep that .45 all black, we strapped we back
Pop up on them make a *** see that ey
*** all them niggas we gon’ *** up this cash
I hopped out my feelings then I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, *** you hopped in them cabs
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Ey
I’m a real *** I can’t fake ***
You a *** *** you don’t shake ***
You just figured it out bruh you late ***
You a broke *** you ain’t got no vest to play with
Somewhere out in Cali do the dash in a spaceship
You somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain’t ***
You ain’t tough, big bank take little bank
*** you bankrupt
All them hoes losing but they ain’t us
*** all them niggas we gon’ *** up this cash
I hopped out my feelings then I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, *** you hopped in them cabs
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Ey
*** all them niggas we gon’ *** up this cash
I hopped out my feelings then I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, *** you hopped in them cabs
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Ey
*** bands, bands, don’t *** up this dashboard
*** want problems we gon’ give ’em what they ask for
That’s what this cash for, I need that like a landlord
You *** half step, somebody please drop a bag on ’em
*** why you lying you ain’t never got no cash ho
Ho you *** why you trying to act tough ain’t no straps on you
*** turned their back, yeah its cool I just stacked on ’em
I was getting money way before I seen rap money
Them hoes hate together when that check end
But *** you more broke than your best friend
That chop right beside me like my best man
*** a wedding when it ring watch your head split
You ain’t tough, big bank take little bank
*** you bankrupt
All them hoes losing but they ain’t us
You ain’t tough, big bank take little bank
*** you bankrupt
All them hoes losing but they ain’t us
*** all them niggas we gon’ *** up this cash
I hopped out my feelings then I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, *** you hopped in them cabs
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Ey
*** all them niggas we gon’ *** up this cash
I hopped out my feelings then I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign, *** you hopped in them cabs
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Ey
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
Still living with your mama you ain’t hopped off your ass
