Iva Lamkum /// Bankrupt Visa

Bankrupt Visa, now you don’t know where your money’s gone
Where ma money’s gone gone
And you’s a credit card feeder, no we be broke you cussing now
Turning tables round

Biggie Biggie Ching Ching
Wicked little girl tryna bribe me a favour
Flip a card see a number, cheater
Black Jack flip em’ up
The dollar sign is fading away, is fading away
Tell me cause my hands feel sweaty and guilty
Throw the fish back into the pond
And the cards aint matching the beating
Can’t afford if I had it all

Bankrupt Visa, now you don’t know where your money’s gone
Where ma money’s gone gone
And you’s a credit card feeder, no we be broke you cussing now
Turning tables round

Hey yo hey yo hey yo
I been walking on the moon and time is ticking ticking ticking
I’m awake over mars, zipping $100 wine
Even if the Bible says, I’ve been drinking 808’s
Tell me cause my hands feel sweaty and guilty
Throw the fish back into the pond
And the cards aint matching the beating
Shot a hole right through my lungs

Bankrupt Visa, now you don’t know where your money’s gone
Where ma money’s gone gone
And you’s a credit card feeder, no we be broke you cussing now
Turning tables round

Tables turning around my way
Smoke machines and I’m gambling
Tables turning, don’t come my way
Walk my moon days and
…So get me to get (get get get) gether now
so get me get me together now now now
heeeey….
I Work my 9 to 5 shift, making dollars
my mother taught me well well well

Bankrupt Visa, now you don’t know where your money’s gone
Where ma money’s gone gone
And you’s a credit card feeder, no we be broke you cussing now
Turning tables round

Iva Lamkum /// Bankrupt Visa