Bankrupt (Explicit)

Bankrupt (Explicit) - Cuban Doll

Lyrics by：Taylor Williams/Regis Bell

Composed by：Taylor Williams/Regis Bell

Man these b***hes ain't on s**t

Man I been popping b***h just check my resume

Yeah so it is me full of happiness

Hundred bands times 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 f**k about no b***h

'Cause I'm bigger and I'm better

Keep a Smith and Wesson

We can do whatever aye

You say you a boss

I know you a lame

And that n***a ugly what the f**k you saying

You ain't getting money girl you need a plan

You a broke b***h always holding out your hand

I'm a real b***h I just be getting bands

Spend and get it back and I split it with my mans

That money in my hands put it right on your head

Ain't no loss I'm a boss

I can do this s**t again aye

F**k a role we speak facts

If a lame b***h talking I won't even speak back

Keep that 45 all black we strapped we back

Pop up on 'em make a b***h see that aye

F**k all them n***as we gon' f**k up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign b***h you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

Aye I'm a real b***h I can't fake s**t

You a f**king p***y you don't say s**t

You just figured it out bruh you late b***h

You a broke b***h you ain't got no bands to play with

Somewhere out in Cali do the dash in a spaceship

You somewhere in the crib looking

Mad 'cause you ain't s**t

You ain't tough big bank take little bank

B***h you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

F**k all them n***as we gon' f**k up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign b***h you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

F**k all them n***as we gon' f**k up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign b***h you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

B***h bands bands

Gon' f**k up the dashboard

B***hes want problems we gon'

Give 'em what they ask for

That's what this cash for

I need that like a landlord

You b***hes half step

Somebody please drop a bag on 'em

B***h why you lying you ain't never got no cash ho

Ho you n***a why you trying to act

Tough ain't no straps on you

B***hes turned their back

Yeah it's 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 b***h you more broke than your best friend

That chop right beside me like my best man

F**k a wedding when it ring watch her head split

You ain't tough big bank take little bank

B***h you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

You ain't tough big bank take little bank

B***h you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

F**k all them n***as we gon' f**k up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign

B***h you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

F**k all them n***as we gon' f**k up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign b***h you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s aye

Still living with your mama

You ain't hopped off your a*s