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Uh, trust fund, baby Lump sums, baby, got a bunch of 'em, baby Not some money, baby, got much money, baby Brrp, brrp, the money comin', baby By the dump truck, baby Young Money, baby Tryna' f- someone, baby Boutta run something, baby I'm over here havin' too much fun, baby That ho dreamin' havin' my trust fund, baby Gotta suck something, baby What's up, baby? What that talk 'bout? Run that tongue for me, baby Yeah, give me some herb for some bread Ooh, that's lunch money, baby Rich nigga screamin' out, "Fuck money, baby" Like what money, baby? Blood gang baby, that's blood money, baby Love got her own money, love money, baby Laughin' to the bank now, no words for the baby Tell 'em hush lil' baby, I don't trust nothing, baby Fuck that shit, I'll bust one, baby Got a few guns baby, not one gun, baby Need two cups baby, not one cup, baby You done blew up baby, I done fuck already But we could keep that between just us, baby Shh, I done said too much, huh, baby? Frrr, I done made too much, huh, baby? Still in the coupe goin' crazy Not the Vette, that's a Lamb, baby Blockin' these bitch like spam, baby Swipin' my card, I got scams, baby I pull up with Tunechi like Weezy, baby She asked for my kid and I told her, "Maybe" That my baby momma, then she get a Mercedes Bitch, I'm rich forever, have a trust fund, baby Still in the coupe goin' crazy Not the Vette, that's a Lamb, baby Blockin' these bitches like spam, baby Swipin' my card, I got scams, baby I pull up with Richie like soldier, baby She asked for my kid and I told her, "Maybe" That my baby momma, then she get a Mercedes Bitch, I'm rich forever, have a trust fund, baby My kid get a trust fund I got rich and bought more guns I been shootin' like James Bond Help me up I had no bond (no bond) I fuck a bitch now she rich Plain Patek on her wrist If I fuck her it's a risk Goin' raw, tryna' miss Pull it out and tell her kiss it (kiss) Still in the coupe goin' crazy Not the Vette, that's a damn McLaren I pull up with Weezy, your baby starin' Bitch colder than the chain, than the ice I'm wearin' How I turned to a martyr I don't do no carin' I just caught a million dawg, need a veterinarian I'm a real deal boss, ain't no damn comparin' Half a million Plain Pateks, I don't even wear 'em Fuck her from the back and smack it Good pussy, I'm a addict Bought a Benz and then she matte it Lunch money, I'm her daddy Throw it back, she got a fatty Baby mama get a new Benz Came with my chopper, I got no friends It's a triple stack, I was rollin' Pop a pill and break her back in These niggas be actin' Tell your bitch 'cause you really were lackin' I ain't stressed out, I'm really relaxin' Pinky armour, money be stackin' Young nigga tryna catch a Kardashian Drop off baby then I end up crashin' Can't love a hoe, I'ma end up passin' In the coupe goin' crazy like still Young niggas, Fresh Prince like Will, for real Still in the coupe goin' brazy Not the Vette, that's a Lamb, baby Blockin' these bitches like spam, baby Swipin' my card, I got scams, baby I pull up with Tunechi like Weezy, baby She asked for my kid and I told her, "Maybe" That my baby momma, then she get a Mercedes Bitch, I'm rich forever, have a trust fund, baby Still in the coupe goin' brazy Not the Vette, that's a Lamb, baby Blockin' these bitches like spam, baby Swipin' my card, I got scams, baby I pull up with Richie like soldier, baby She asked for my kid and I told her, "Maybe" That my baby momma, then she get a Mercedes Bitch, I'm rich forever, have a trust fund, baby Goin' brazy