RcG Sosa - Trust Funds lyrics

(hook) I don't want no pennies n***a better take that sh** back Want look like penny loafers n***a better fix that My blunt not no b**h no you can't go hit that I'm eating ton ton and imma go and kick back You better run run cause imma knock your sh** back This sh** ain't for fun cause all I do is spit facts Now you get your sh** wack, Yeah you gone get wack I got trust funds just for my f**ing kicks man (verse 1) n***a I ain't amateur, I swear imma blam at ya And I got a hammer tucked off sh** yeah he gone yell at ya Cause I been counting lots of guap b**hes on that friending stuff n***as hating, n***a stop Acting like we friends or something I call the gang they leave you wet Hit you with a tec or something Leave you froze stone cold Hit your a** with a stunner And my wrist cold year round In the winter and the summer Yo b**h showed it Oh wow Guess I'm a f**ing vet or something Finna shoot you with this tec I'm bussing And yo girl shirt looking wet and busted Ketchup no DJ Mustard RcG, No I ain't Sosa (hook) (verse 2) Call me Phillip cause i got the banks Riding round with a f**ing bank Plus on me I got a lot of stink Yeah the tree you know it f**ing stink And I'm finna hit this f**ing stain on yo mama And I pull up in that Audi truck f** your Honda You ain't get no damn money, You go find it Finding sh** on the ground, Go buy you some diamonds What the f** you thought I got so much money and my Glock is finna pop Gone pop at your boys boy You ain't got no toys though (hook)