Chords for Cuban Doll "Bankrupt" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
Tempo:
94.05 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
C
Ab
Db
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I've been popping this shit my resume.
Yeah.
I've been in these nights.
Well, I'm hopping out.
100 bands.
Times 100 bands.
Can you get it?
Ain't no running man.
Keep 100 rounds.
We gon' get them.
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch, cause I'm bigger and I better.
Keep us mid to west and we can do whatever, ayy.
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 [Db] a broke bitch.
Shawty's holding that for him.
[Cm] I'm a real bitch.
I just be getting bands.
Been to get it back and I split it with my mans.
Get money in my hand, put it right on your head.
Ain't no loss.
I'm a boss.
I can do this shit again, ayy.
Fuck a rowie, speak facts.
[C] If a lame bitch talking, I won't even speak back.
Keep that four, five, all black.
We strapped.
We back.
Pop up on the [Ab] make a bitch see that, ayy.
Fuck [C] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
[Cm] Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're 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 ain't shake shit.
You just figured it out, bro.
You like bitch.
You a broke bitch.
You ain't got no bitch to play [Cm] with.
Somewhere out in Cali doing a dash in the spaceship.
You somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit.
You ain't tough.
Big bank, tank, little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them hoes losing, but they ain't [C] us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
[Cm] You ain't hopped off your ass, ayy.
Bitch, bands, bands.
Gon' fuck up the dashboard.
Bitches want problems.
We gon' give them what they ask for.
This what this cash for.
I need that like a landlord.
You bitches half dead.
Somebody please drop a bag on them.
Bitch, why you lying?
You ain't never got no cash on you.
Nigga, why you trying to act tough?
Ain't no straps on you.
Bitches turn they back.
Yeah, it's cool.
I just stacked on them.
I was getting paid.
I was getting money.
Way before I seen real money.
Them hoes hate together when they're checking.
But bitch, you my bro.
See your best friend.
That chop right beside me like my best man.
Fuck [C] away then.
When it ring, watch your head spin.
Bitch, you ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
We ain't us.
You ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them niggas losing, but they ain't us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
Fuck [Cm] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
[Ab] [Am] [Cm] [N]
Yeah.
I've been in these nights.
Well, I'm hopping out.
100 bands.
Times 100 bands.
Can you get it?
Ain't no running man.
Keep 100 rounds.
We gon' get them.
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch, cause I'm bigger and I better.
Keep us mid to west and we can do whatever, ayy.
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 [Db] a broke bitch.
Shawty's holding that for him.
[Cm] I'm a real bitch.
I just be getting bands.
Been to get it back and I split it with my mans.
Get money in my hand, put it right on your head.
Ain't no loss.
I'm a boss.
I can do this shit again, ayy.
Fuck a rowie, speak facts.
[C] If a lame bitch talking, I won't even speak back.
Keep that four, five, all black.
We strapped.
We back.
Pop up on the [Ab] make a bitch see that, ayy.
Fuck [C] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
[Cm] Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're 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 ain't shake shit.
You just figured it out, bro.
You like bitch.
You a broke bitch.
You ain't got no bitch to play [Cm] with.
Somewhere out in Cali doing a dash in the spaceship.
You somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit.
You ain't tough.
Big bank, tank, little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them hoes losing, but they ain't [C] us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
[Cm] You ain't hopped off your ass, ayy.
Bitch, bands, bands.
Gon' fuck up the dashboard.
Bitches want problems.
We gon' give them what they ask for.
This what this cash for.
I need that like a landlord.
You bitches half dead.
Somebody please drop a bag on them.
Bitch, why you lying?
You ain't never got no cash on you.
Nigga, why you trying to act tough?
Ain't no straps on you.
Bitches turn they back.
Yeah, it's cool.
I just stacked on them.
I was getting paid.
I was getting money.
Way before I seen real money.
Them hoes hate together when they're checking.
But bitch, you my bro.
See your best friend.
That chop right beside me like my best man.
Fuck [C] away then.
When it ring, watch your head spin.
Bitch, you ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
We ain't us.
You ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them niggas losing, but they ain't us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
Fuck [Cm] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
[Ab] [Am] [Cm] [N]
Key:
Cm
C
Ab
Db
Am
Cm
C
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I've been popping this shit my resume.
Yeah.
I've been in these nights.
Well, I'm hopping out.
_ 100 bands.
Times 100 bands.
Can you get it?
Ain't no running man.
Keep 100 rounds.
We gon' get them.
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch, cause I'm bigger and I better.
Keep us mid to west and we can do whatever, ayy.
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 [Db] a broke bitch.
Shawty's holding that for him.
[Cm] I'm a real bitch.
I just be getting bands.
Been to get it back and I split it with my mans.
Get money in my hand, put it right on your head.
Ain't no loss.
I'm a boss.
I can do this shit again, ayy.
Fuck a rowie, speak facts.
[C] If a lame bitch talking, I won't even speak back.
Keep that four, five, all black.
We strapped.
We back.
Pop up on the [Ab] make a bitch see that, ayy.
Fuck [C] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
[Cm] Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're 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 ain't shake shit.
You just figured it out, bro.
You like bitch.
You a broke bitch.
You ain't got no bitch to play [Cm] with.
Somewhere out in Cali doing a dash in the spaceship.
You somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit.
You ain't tough.
Big bank, tank, little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them hoes losing, but they ain't [C] us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
[Cm] You ain't hopped off your ass, ayy. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Bitch, bands, bands.
Gon' fuck up the dashboard.
Bitches want problems.
We gon' give them what they ask for.
This what this cash for.
I need that like a landlord.
You bitches half dead.
Somebody please drop a bag on them.
Bitch, why you lying?
You ain't never got no cash on you.
Nigga, why you trying to act tough?
Ain't no straps on you.
Bitches turn they back.
Yeah, it's cool.
I just stacked on them.
I was getting paid.
I was getting money.
Way before I seen real money.
Them hoes hate together when they're checking.
But bitch, you my bro.
See your best friend.
That chop right beside me like my best man.
Fuck [C] away then.
When it ring, watch your head spin.
Bitch, you ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
We ain't us.
You ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them niggas losing, but they ain't us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
Fuck [Cm] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You _ _ _ _ ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ I've been popping this shit my resume.
Yeah.
I've been in these nights.
Well, I'm hopping out.
_ 100 bands.
Times 100 bands.
Can you get it?
Ain't no running man.
Keep 100 rounds.
We gon' get them.
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch, cause I'm bigger and I better.
Keep us mid to west and we can do whatever, ayy.
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 [Db] a broke bitch.
Shawty's holding that for him.
[Cm] I'm a real bitch.
I just be getting bands.
Been to get it back and I split it with my mans.
Get money in my hand, put it right on your head.
Ain't no loss.
I'm a boss.
I can do this shit again, ayy.
Fuck a rowie, speak facts.
[C] If a lame bitch talking, I won't even speak back.
Keep that four, five, all black.
We strapped.
We back.
Pop up on the [Ab] make a bitch see that, ayy.
Fuck [C] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
[Cm] Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're 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 ain't shake shit.
You just figured it out, bro.
You like bitch.
You a broke bitch.
You ain't got no bitch to play [Cm] with.
Somewhere out in Cali doing a dash in the spaceship.
You somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit.
You ain't tough.
Big bank, tank, little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them hoes losing, but they ain't [C] us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
[Cm] You ain't hopped off your ass, ayy. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Bitch, bands, bands.
Gon' fuck up the dashboard.
Bitches want problems.
We gon' give them what they ask for.
This what this cash for.
I need that like a landlord.
You bitches half dead.
Somebody please drop a bag on them.
Bitch, why you lying?
You ain't never got no cash on you.
Nigga, why you trying to act tough?
Ain't no straps on you.
Bitches turn they back.
Yeah, it's cool.
I just stacked on them.
I was getting paid.
I was getting money.
Way before I seen real money.
Them hoes hate together when they're checking.
But bitch, you my bro.
See your best friend.
That chop right beside me like my best man.
Fuck [C] away then.
When it ring, watch your head spin.
Bitch, you ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
We ain't us.
You ain't tough.
Big bank.
Tank.
Little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them niggas losing, but they ain't us.
Fuck all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
Fuck [Cm] all them niggas.
We gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped at my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
Hopped in the foreign bitch.
You hopped in the cab.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You _ _ _ _ ain't hopped off your ass.
You're living with your mama.
You ain't hopped off your ass.
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _