Trust Fund - AER

Cinnamon breath scorches her cigarette

She had a benz take her straight from her flat to lafayette

Couldn’t forget the look of her silhouette

In all black with a little red roulette

An independent woman, no ones seen her bedroom

No getting in the way of her agenda or schedules

Cuz lifes one big appointment

With no boyfriend she can’t be disappointed

She thinks its all pointless, she spits fire and poison

When you know that you’re royal you ignore all other voices

But I’ll make mine cut through

And ill show her exactly what I’ve been up to

I’ve seen a lot, all seas every dock

Every mountain, every top, all cities all stops

Cause she a trust fund baby

Ain’t never work a day in her life

After one night bringin' that home with me

Might have to make her my wife

Cause she a trustfund baby

Walking around with her nose in the air

Got those high heels on

Spending Daddy’s credit card

I’m hoping I can have her share

Nothing but designer on so everyone can read her

Always had her clique on her side, a lying leader

Don’t act thirsty, excited or eager

Been there, done that, London, loved that

Other peoples secrets come from in between her lips

Chanel around the wrist, can tell she’s used to it

She’s a certified master of a spiteful craft

Imma let her walk down that psychopath

Plenty bad habits, never thinks about it

Always acts dramatic, lives to be distracted

B attitude provides attraction, slain another dragon

Hate it or love it let it happen

Needs a partner in crime girl lets conquer manhattan

Cause she a trust fund baby

Ain’t never work a day in her life

After one night bringin' that home with me

Might have to make her my wife

Cause she a trustfund baby

Walking around with her nose in the air

Got those high heels on

Spending Daddy’s credit card

I’m hoping I can have her share