Shh

Ayy, trust fund, trust fund, trust fund I get my money by lump sums I get the check and I go dumb (go dumb) Rackin' up money, got three sons Bitch, I'm a problem, literally (literally) I'm back in my bag, you kidding me? I bought her a bag from Italy (Italy) That money we gettin' infinity Nigga be rappin' cappin' (cappin') I thought you was rich, what happened? (what happened?) More sticks in the trap, no lackin' More shows too much on a backend (backend) Bitch, a big boss, call me CEO Had my hitter pull up like it's Dominoes Had to give me the brain like an honor roll Got a bank roll, but it never fold I was freezin' freezin' like an eskimo I ain't sign a deal, not to Alamo (Alamo) Bitch, I'm Rich Forever, so I'm never broke (never) Me and Tunechi, that's a double GOAT Sippin' on clean, clean (clean) In her mouth like Listerine ('Rine) I woke up and I bought a ring (ring) You broke, then don't say a thing (broke) Trust fund, trust fund, trust fund Suck me 'til your tongue numb Fuck her 'til she numb-numb Countin' 'til my thumbs numb Put that on my unborn Skatin' with my gun showin' She tell me how her day goin' I tell her where my nut goin' Rich and Tun' If they salty, throw it in the wound Plenty goons, shooter shootin' like Benny Boom Bitches new On a yacht, somewhere in Tulum In her womb, in her mouth like a silver spoon I'm back in my bag, you kiddin' me? This gun in my bag, artillery I moved to Bel-Air by Hilary Got suicide doors, I'm killin' me I bought my bitch a ring You hoes are only a fling I sold your ho a dream You broke, then don't say a thing Shh, money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up like we playin' golf, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up, better not even cough, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga I been drippin' on your bitch, wipe her off, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up like we playin' golf, nigga Ayy, trust fund, trust fund, trust fund I get my money by lump sums I get the check and I go dumb Rackin' up money, got three sons Bitch, I'm a problem, literally I'm back in my bag, you kidding me? I bought her a bag from Italy That money we gettin' infinity Trust fund, trust fund, trust fund Suck me 'til your tongue numb Fuck her 'til she numb numb Countin' 'til my thumbs numb I'm back in my bag, you kiddin' me? This gun in my bag artillery I move the bag left by Hilary Got suicide doors I'm killin' me Ayy, trust fund, trust fund, trust fund I get my money by lump sums I get the check and I go dumb (go dumb) Rackin' up money, got three sons Bitch, I'm a problem, literally (literally) I'm back in my bag, you kidding me? I bought her a bag from Italy (Italy) That money we gettin' infinity Shh, money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up like we playin' golf, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up, better not even cough, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga I been drippin' on your bitch, wipe her off, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money talk, nigga If you broke, shut up like we playin' golf, nigga --- Shh - Rich The Kid and Lil Wayne