Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid - Trust Fund lyrics

[Intro: Rich the Kid] Could have bought a house, but I bought a Jesus piece Could have thought they were the feds how they stalkin' me Could have put her in Chanel, she from overseas Could have bought a Plain Jane, but her wrist freeze Pocket full of Maserati, full of swiss cheese Could have pulled up on a Jet, but did the Jet Skis X pills triple stacked like Wendy's Walkin' round with the 9 like I'm Drew Brees [Verse 1: Rich the kid, Lil Wayne] Shootin' those boys, takin' Mickey D's Tunechi in the lamb truck, I'm in thе Bentley B You was tryna' get a dеal, I told him "Sign to me" All my ni**as Rich Forever, how it gotta be Wait, all you ni**as b*tch forever, you can't lie to me Better go and get your Reverend, let the choir sing Goin' hard like a wedding on a Diamond ring AR keep spinnin' like a slot machine [Chorus: Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid] Now a ni**a Rich Forever, they gon' call me Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning We was getting to them racks while they snoring Tryna make a mill', that's easy Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji The ni**as who hatin', they really wan' be me You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me [Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne] b*tch stop, it's lonely at the top I just heard my ears pop A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock fu*k her for some Gucci socks She gon' have to run the top, for the flip flops Yeah, boy stop Run up on the opp, I just saw his heart drop My b*tches on the base, I feel like a shortstop And I just caught a case, I'ma still ball out Till I ain't got no more fouls [Chorus: Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid] Now a ni**a Rich Forever, they gon' call me Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning We was getting to them racks while they snoring Tryna make a mill', that's easy Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji The ni**as who hatin', they really wan' be me You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me [Verse 2: Lil Wayne, Rich the Kid] I get the bag and go straight to the plug And I buy his ass out And now it's a drought fu*k on my hoe tilI I tire her ass out My watch face drippin' I had to ask it "What you cryin' about?" Flyin' her out She get back home she be runnin' her mouth Pick a Bugatti up, put the Cullinan down Tell your friends I'll fly every one of them down Put 'em on a jet, tell 'em meet me in the islands Said she wanna fu*k me and all of my diamonds My shooter from the trenches, got a chain, yeah, he shinin' Let Gram drive the Bentley and he crashed on the mileage I'm Rich like fu*k it If I gotta bring your friend, then she fu*kin' I was broke that hoe left somethin' Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin' [Chorus: Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid] Now a ni**a Rich Forever, they gon' call me Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning We was getting to them racks while they snoring Tryna make a mill', that's easy Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji The ni**as who hatin', they really wan' be me You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me [Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne] b*tch stop, it's lonely at the top I just felt my ears pop A friend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock fu*k her for some Gucci socks She gon' have to run the top, for the flip flops Yeah, boy stop Pull up on the jet, jet skis, or yacht Broke b*tches that's a pet peeve, call blocked Pockets like they got hickeys, all knots We just go to war, no keys, warlock Ran up on the opp, saw that boy heart drop b*tches on the base, I feel like a shortstop I just caught a case, but I still ball out Till I ain't got no more fouls [Outro: Rich the Kid] Trust Fund