Still

(album: Trust Fund Babies - 2021)

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 coming baby
By the dump truck baby

Young Money baby
Tryna' fuck someone baby
Boutta run something baby
I'm over here having too much fun baby
That ho dreaming having 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 head for some bread
Ooh, that's lunch money baby
Rich nigga screaming out, "Fuck money, baby"
Like what money, baby?
Blood gang baby, that's blood money baby
Love got her own money, love money baby
Laughing 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 fucked 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 going crazy
Not the Vette, that's a Lamb baby
Blocking these bitches like spam baby
Swiping 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 going crazy
Not the Vette, that's a Lamb baby
Blocking these bitches like spam baby
Swiping my card I got scams baby
I pull up with Rich, he a 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 shooting like James Bond
Help me up I had no bond
I fucked a bitch now she rich
Plain Patek on her wrist
If I fuck her it's a risk
Going raw, tryna' miss
Pull it out and tell her kiss it

Still in the coupe going crazy
Not the Vette, that's a damn McLaren
I pull up with Weezy, your baby staring
Bitch colder than the chain, than the ice I'm wearing
How I turned to a martyr I don't do no caring
I just caught a million dawg, need a veterinarian
I'm a real deal boss, ain't no damn comparing
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 rolling
Pop a pill and break her back in

These niggas be acting
Tell your bitch 'cause you really were lacking
I ain't stressed out, I'm really relaxing
Pinky armour, money be stacking
Young nigga tryna catch a Kardashian
Drop off baby then I end up crashing
Can't love a ho, I'ma end up passing
In the coupe going crazy like still
Young nigga, Fresh Prince like Will, for real

Still in the coupe going crazy
Not the Vette, that's a Lamb baby
Blocking these bitches like spam baby
Swiping 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 going crazy
Not the vette, that's a Lamb baby
Blocking these bitches like spam baby
Swiping my card I got scams baby
I pull up with Rich he a 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

Going brazy