Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Switch up my lane like a signal's off
And if your funds are low then it's kicking off
I've got an eighth of crystal and I'm lifting off
And the boys in the back got the snitches caught
The stitch is taut, tight tip it off
Tie my life in rhymes and sell my thoughts
If my music can't help with the wrist slits
This is, coming to an end of a miserable existence
That's my bane of interest
If I can't sell tapes then I'll get to flipping
My bitch is fine and my beats are bad
But at the end of the day I still get the bag
I'm rolling strolling through the city
F*ck what you think
And if suicide's my only option I know what I'm choosing
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
F*ck up a couple bad bitches
With a couple Juul rips
But at the end of the night I still wanna slit my wrist don't know this could be it
Stick the gun to my head
Hear it click
Check the clip, musta emptied it
She told me loves me, but she broke my heart now
I'm turning all these good girls into bitches
You and I on the edge of a knife
Wondering if my mind will ever be right, no end in site
Want to hold your hand while I take my life
Only way to make things right
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
I'm off a xan, only way I can sleep
Hop out the van, pop another bean
Nightmares awake, nightmares asleep
I can't escape my fantasies
Switch on my wrist, girl watch me bleed
Bitch on my dick, I make her scream
You know these hoes mean shit to me
Snort so much blow, I can barely breathe
Gotta hole to fill, why'd you have to leave?
Now I'm acting out, yung Charlie Sheen
Never thought I'd make it out my teens
Got no direction, I'm lost at sea
Now I'm who I am, no apologies
Inside I'm dead, 'bout 6 feet deep
Never be free 'til I'm deceased
Empty out my gun in the back seat
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Eyes rolled back I'm on my knees now
Devil speaking to me, evil
Lost my life in writing freestyles
Shattered wits I'm past the senile
Burning churches with this rage up in my heart, it's growing
To another level
Chopper spray my f*cking motion
Move like bullets I'm too quick to pull it
Trigger fingers
Temple spray, paint the walls
Blood murals
Can't be saved
Too late
New razor
Same fate
New issues, same day
New you but who's fake?
Kocaine Kurz - Bankroll in the Club (feat. Yung Heartbreak & Lil Corpus) Lyrics
Kocaine Kurz - Bankroll in the Club (feat. Yung Heartbreak & Lil Corpus) Lyrics
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Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Switch up my lane like a signal's off
And if your funds are low then it's kicking off
I've got an eighth of crystal and I'm lifting off
And the boys in the back got the snitches caught
The stitch is taut, tight tip it off
Tie my life in rhymes and sell my thoughts
If my music can't help with the wrist slits
This is, coming to an end of a miserable existence
That's my bane of interest
If I can't sell tapes then I'll get to flipping
My bitch is fine and my beats are bad
But at the end of the day I still get the bag
I'm rolling strolling through the city
F*ck what you think
And if suicide's my only option I know what I'm choosing
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
F*ck up a couple bad bitches
With a couple Juul rips
But at the end of the night I still wanna slit my wrist don't know this could be it
Stick the gun to my head
Hear it click
Check the clip, musta emptied it
She told me loves me, but she broke my heart now
I'm turning all these good girls into bitches
You and I on the edge of a knife
Wondering if my mind will ever be right, no end in site
Want to hold your hand while I take my life
Only way to make things right
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
I'm off a xan, only way I can sleep
Hop out the van, pop another bean
Nightmares awake, nightmares asleep
I can't escape my fantasies
Switch on my wrist, girl watch me bleed
Bitch on my dick, I make her scream
You know these hoes mean shit to me
Snort so much blow, I can barely breathe
Gotta hole to fill, why'd you have to leave?
Now I'm acting out, yung Charlie Sheen
Never thought I'd make it out my teens
Got no direction, I'm lost at sea
Now I'm who I am, no apologies
Inside I'm dead, 'bout 6 feet deep
Never be free 'til I'm deceased
Empty out my gun in the back seat
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Eyes rolled back I'm on my knees now
Devil speaking to me, evil
Lost my life in writing freestyles
Shattered wits I'm past the senile
Burning churches with this rage up in my heart, it's growing
To another level
Chopper spray my f*cking motion
Move like bullets I'm too quick to pull it
Trigger fingers
Temple spray, paint the walls
Blood murals
Can't be saved
Too late
New razor
Same fate
New issues, same day
New you but who's fake?
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Switch up my lane like a signal's off
And if your funds are low then it's kicking off
I've got an eighth of crystal and I'm lifting off
And the boys in the back got the snitches caught
The stitch is taut, tight tip it off
Tie my life in rhymes and sell my thoughts
If my music can't help with the wrist slits
This is, coming to an end of a miserable existence
That's my bane of interest
If I can't sell tapes then I'll get to flipping
My bitch is fine and my beats are bad
But at the end of the day I still get the bag
I'm rolling strolling through the city
F*ck what you think
And if suicide's my only option I know what I'm choosing
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
F*ck up a couple bad bitches
With a couple Juul rips
But at the end of the night I still wanna slit my wrist don't know this could be it
Stick the gun to my head
Hear it click
Check the clip, musta emptied it
She told me loves me, but she broke my heart now
I'm turning all these good girls into bitches
You and I on the edge of a knife
Wondering if my mind will ever be right, no end in site
Want to hold your hand while I take my life
Only way to make things right
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
I'm off a xan, only way I can sleep
Hop out the van, pop another bean
Nightmares awake, nightmares asleep
I can't escape my fantasies
Switch on my wrist, girl watch me bleed
Bitch on my dick, I make her scream
You know these hoes mean shit to me
Snort so much blow, I can barely breathe
Gotta hole to fill, why'd you have to leave?
Now I'm acting out, yung Charlie Sheen
Never thought I'd make it out my teens
Got no direction, I'm lost at sea
Now I'm who I am, no apologies
Inside I'm dead, 'bout 6 feet deep
Never be free 'til I'm deceased
Empty out my gun in the back seat
Back from the dead, bitch back to tripping
Bad bitch in heels wanna ask opinions
Bad kids in the street, we're passed the limits
Naloxone breath now who's the illest?
Dirty nasty that's us
I know you heard the name
Bankroll keep them packs up
It's time to switch the lane
Eyes rolled back I'm on my knees now
Devil speaking to me, evil
Lost my life in writing freestyles
Shattered wits I'm past the senile
Burning churches with this rage up in my heart, it's growing
To another level
Chopper spray my f*cking motion
Move like bullets I'm too quick to pull it
Trigger fingers
Temple spray, paint the walls
Blood murals
Can't be saved
Too late
New razor
Same fate
New issues, same day
New you but who's fake?
Writer: Avery Kurz, Brayden Lloyd, Liam Russell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Kocaine Kurz
Language: English
Length: 4:12
Written by: Avery Kurz, Brayden Lloyd, Liam Russell