Budget

Come and shop with me, I got what you need
Nigga drunk as hell, can't control the speed
And tell the kids don't drink & drive, sorry pardon me
I got niggas tryna kill me, tryna part the C
Ain't have a pot to pee, now we got some property
And you can have her nigga, that bitch ain't my property
Yeah, obviously I'm the hottest, I just gotta be
And like Lebron on the heat, it ain't no stopping me
It's like I'm rapping in a sauna on the hottest day
I got that good dick, that's what yo baby mama say
Namaste, you know I do this shit the proper way
Kick my bitch out she asking me where imma say
I'm the sickest on the mic, that's what my doctor say
My hoe gon' cook, I tell her do that shit like andale
I'm a dog on these hoes, that's what my mama say
And I don't beef cause if it's beef I make it go away

Tell me what's the budget
We gone get it done
Bullshit ain't gone cut it
Bring blue hunnids when we come
I know that she fucking
We can't do no tongue
Don't know who you touching
Bitch you fucking with the one

Why you tryna spit game to me? tryna keep on playing me
Cut that bitch off, no talk of latency, might ball, i'm major league
I'm tall, might raise the of fee of my feature, paid to me
Face to face to meet me at the eyes
6'2 tryna measure up to us hater gon' just see me & despise
How i roll up pressure fuck a blunt face made for tv, we the guys
She might just come around late, by then who knows if we align
Hoes got me twisted like my tea know my vision right, & i see
That these others hoes be choosing know my program is on Ps
Like pirelli tires on slabs, bitch i'm riding round as i coast
That young nigga from the northside so write it down as y'all quote
I loved bitches that love liquor, she love niggas that smoke
She brung women that love niggas that fuck bitches in bulk

Tell me what's the budget
We gone get it done
Bullshit ain't gone cut it
Bring blue hunnids when we come
I know that she fucking
We can't do no tongue
Don't know who you touching
Bitch you fucking with the one

I be on my grown shit
You know what I'm up to hoe
Pull up we could kick it
But lil baby don't get comfortable
I'm working gotta make sure my lifestyle is for certain
Niggas be curtains behind bad bitches
And shit that do not concern them
So I promise I'm good
Wasting time with the tree tryna roll up a wood
Know you would fuck understood
But it ain't no reason to give you the moment
I fuck and I own it It's best I relax
Get back to the work and collect me a meal ticket
Niggas still kick it like the feet in a chair
Ten toes when I step keep it player

Tell me what's the budget
We gone get it done
Bullshit ain't gone cut it
Bring blue hunnids when we come
I know that she fucking
We can't do no tongue
Don't know who you touching
Bitch you fucking with the one



Credits
Writer(s): Makhi Torres
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