cupcakke - budget lyrics
[verse 1]
christmas
i’m just goin’ to the plug, tell him shift this
then i’m back up on the run like fitness
no red carpet, but you b-tches got me on the floor rollin’
yeah, you got a form, but i bet that sh-t stolen
pockets stickin’ out with no doubt they look swollen
cleanin’ sh-t out like i’m gettin’ me a colon
[?] my respect once i take a n-gg- check
cross the line then you dead, and i’m not talkin’ [?]
all these broke b-tches never in the mood
i feed the streets with the heat, no spoon
isolate myself from the evil (i do)
mind stay sharper than a needle (you know it)
try to finess, i lay you to rest
bring me a coffee when you see me
put that sh-t on my desk
[chorus]
can’t get nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
comin’ to me sayin’ that you want a f-ckin’ budget
you can’t get nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
comin’ to me sayin’ that you want a f-ckin’ budget
can’t get nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
comin’ to me sayin’ that you want a f-ckin’ budget
you can’t get nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
comin’ to me sayin’ that you want a f-ckin’ budget
absolutely nothin’, absolutely nothin’
absolutely nothin’, absolutely nothin’
[verse 2]
b-tches so dirty, i
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