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Cuban Doll Feat. Lil Yachty & Lil Baby "Bankrupt Remix" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cuban Doll
Cuban Doll
Rap
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Rap
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Williams
Taylor Williams
Composer
Regis Bell
Regis Bell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dupri
Dupri
Producer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Zabba McLean
John Zabba McLean
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
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
[Verse 10]
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
[Verse 11]
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
[Verse 12]
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
[Verse 13]
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
[Verse 14]
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
Written by: Dominique' Jones, Miles Parks McCollum, Regis Bell, Taylor Williams

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