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

Man, these bitches ain't on shit, man I been poppin'

Bitch better check my resume, yeah

Bitches know what it is when they see the club pop off

Goddamnit

Hunnid bands times a hunnid bands, can you get it?

Ain't no runnin' man, keep a hunnid rounds, we gon' get 'em

I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch, 'cause I'm bigger and I'm better

Keep a Smith and Wess and we can do whatever, aye

You say you a boss, I know you a lame

And that **** ugly, what the fuck you sayin'?

You ain't gettin' money, girl, you need a plan

You a broke bitch, always holdin' out yo hand

I'm a real bitch, I just been gettin' bands

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

That money in my hand, put it right on yo head

Ain't no loss, I'm a boss, I can do this shit again. ay

Fuck a role, we speak facts

If a lame bitch talkin', I won't even speak back

Keep that .45, all black, we strapped, we back

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

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay, ay

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

You a fuckin' 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 doin' the dash in a spaceship

You somewhere in the crib, lookin' mad 'cause you ain't shit

You ain't tough, big bank take lil' bank

Bitch, you bankrupt, all them ho's losin', but they ain't us

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay, ay

All these mad rapper's 30, well, I keep a .30

Spent long nights ridin' low and dirty, now my coupe is pretty

Two .23's cock and get to jerkin'

Have a **** swervin'

****'s servin' bitches drinkin' bourbon

I remember back when hos was curvin'

Now I fuck hoes when I wanna

Bro used to post on the corner

Mind you, those bitches are foreign, I'm killin' shit

Sendin' these hoes to the coroner

Don't be sad, now a **** 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

Go on 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 muhfuckin' satchel

Bitch, you ain't tough, big bank take lil' bank

Bitch, you bankrupt, all them ho's losin', but they ain't us

You ain't tough, big bank take lil' bank

Bitch, you bankrupt, all them ho's losin', but they ain't us

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Hunnid bottles, no sparkles, we already lit

Thousand hunnid, all the bills like it's counterfeit

You love the ho, I slapped 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 Loub' a murder scene

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

The old murder team, the one that kept it solid

Sip promethazine, it got me out my body

Date time, go and throw a dime all in Folly's

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

Bitch, you ain't tough, big bank take lil' bank

Bitch, you bankrupt, all them ho's losin', but they ain't us

You ain't tough, big bank take lil' bank

Bitch, you bankrupt, all them ho's losin', but they ain't us

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Fuck all them ****, 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 livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Still livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass, ay

Still livin' with yo momma, you ain't hopped off yo ass