Bankrupt (Remix) (feat. Lil Yachty & Lil Baby)

Hunnid bands, times a hunnid bands

Can you get it, ain't no running man

Keep a hundred rounds, we gon' get him

I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch

'Cause I'm bigger and I'm better

Keep a Smith & Wesson we can do whatever, aye

You say you a boss, I know you a lame

And that nigga ugly what the fuck you saying?

You ain't getting money girl you need a plan

You a broke bitch, always holding out your hand

I'm a real bitch

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 shit again, ayy

Fuck a role we speak facts

If a lame bitch talking I won't even speak back

Keep that 45 all black, we strapped, we back

Pop up on 'em make a bitch see that, aye

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

I'm a real bitch I can't fake shit

You a fucking pussy you don't shake shit

You just figured it out bruh you late bitch

You a broke bitch 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 shit

You ain't tough, big bank take little bank

Bitch you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

All these mad rappers dirty, and I keep a 30

Spent long nights ridin' low and dirty, now my coupe will spray you

223 cockin', get to jerkin' have them niggas swervin'

Niggas servin', bitches drinkin' bourbon, I remember back when hoes was curvin'

Now I fuck hoes when I wanna (yeah)

Bro used to post on the corner (yeah)

My new bitch is foreigner

Killin' shit, sendin' these hoes to the coroner (yeah)

Don't be sad now a nigga up

AP's goin' dumb, why you comin' over bitch if you ain't tryna make me cum?

Stupid ass bitch, I'll send someone to smack you

Gon' and pull up so my lil sister can stab you

Gang posted up on the corner like a statue

Clip round my chest like a motherfuckin' satchel

You ain't tough, big bank take little bank

Bitch you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

You ain't tough, big bank take little bank

Bitch you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

100 bottles, no sparklers, we already lit

Thousand hunnid, all the bills like its counterfeit

Love the hoe, I slap the bitch, we on some different shit

This shit didn't come from round the way, I'm on some different drip

Sticky, she wanna get with me

I need me a bad broad, then again, a Nicki

Ain't leavin' no witnesses, Christian Lou', a murder scene

Shout out to the homies behind the wall, yeah, the murder team

The old murder team, the ones that can't be silent

Sip promethazine, it got me out my body

Date time, go and throw a dime all in Folly

Big bank take little bank, I'm really gettin' money

You ain't tough, big bank take little bank

Bitch you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

You ain't tough, big bank take little bank

Bitch you bankrupt

All them hoes losing but they ain't us

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy

Fuck all them niggas we gon' fuck up this cash

I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag

Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in a cab

Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy