bankrupt Lyrics – Crm

bankrupt Lyrics by Crm

(goldinostar), uh, uh
Uh, uh, ahem!
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
I could destroy your whole career
Just by dissin’ you on a bar

If you snitchin’ on me and my bros, i’m just lettin’ you know
You ain’t gon’ make it far
Break his back, make him look like an s
‘cause he claimin’ that nobody know who we are

Don’t tangle my chords
Or we finna go and play with ya like a guitar
Stop tryna act so dramatic
Mention you in a song, make you ecstatic

I can make a situation traumatic
You claim you at top floor, but i’m in the attic
He need an hour to rush like traffic
b#tch, i ain’t normal, call me erratic

All of this anger inside me been chargin’ up
Now i’m ‘bout to shock the world like static
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
They watchin’ my moves like a let’s play
They send hate comments like they writin’ essays

Yeah, i’m surfin’, ‘cause i’m on that fresh wave
We finna turn him to ash like it’s wednesday
I can out-rap ya’ll on your best day
Unpredictable, ain’t no correct way

I’ma run up the muhf#ckin’ commas
Then i slide into mainstream like a segway
Yeah, i don’t f#ck with the drama, matter fact no beef
We finna make him flash like adobe

Go hard on slow beats, workin’ 24/7
b#tch, i’m on my grind, never gettin’ no sleep
Get up in my business, ya’ll just nosy
Yeah, i get protective like a goalie

He made the mistake of dissin’ me
I’m gon’ put his #ss on a shelf like a trophy
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
b#tch, i be posted with my bros
Watchin’ closely for signs of fake love

Make sure you don’t pick a fight with the wrong person
‘cause you don’t know what i’m made of
I gotta keep this up, so when i get fame
They don’t give me no pay cut

And even if i quit my music
There’s no f#ckin’ way that i’d ever go bankrupt
I f#ckin’ mean it, like, i won’t ever go bankrupt
Like, i’m straight ‘till the grave, you know

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