Budget - cupcakKe

New money, but the same old me

Fuck a candy cane, we hanging money on a tree

I’m 'bout to buy it, it ain’t going on a wishlist (hell nah)

Tryna make it where like everyday it’s Christmas (yup, yup)

I just throw it to the plug tell him, «Ship this.»

Then I’m back up on the run, like fitness (let's go)

No red carpet, but you bitches got me on the floor rolling

Yeah, you got a foreign, but I bet that shit stolen

Pockets sticking out, with no doubt, they look swollen

Cleaning shit out, like I’m getting me a colon

I’m earning my respect once I take a nigga check

Cross the line, then you dead, and I’m not talking flat

All these broke bitches never in the mood

I feed the streets with the heat, no spoon (let's get it)

Isolate myself from the evil (I do)

Mind stay sharper than a needle (you know it)

Try to finess, I’ll lay you to rest

Bring me a coffee when you see me

Put that shit on my desk (hurry up)

Can’t get nothin' nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin'

Comin' to me saying that you on a fucking budget

You can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Coming to me saying that you on a fucking budget

Can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Coming to me saying that you on a fuckin' budget

You can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Coming to me saying that you on a fucking budget

Absolutely nothin', absolutely nothin'

Absolutely nothin', absolutely nothin'

Bitches so dirty, I cannot believe it (bum bitch)

Food on the floor, then the roaches gone eat it

So bummy, the edge control ain’t doing its role

'Cause bitch, them edges look crummy (they do)

One minute they don’t like me, next minute wanna toast with me (Huh?)

I get a bag then double it, like getting stacked with groceries

This didn’t happen overnight, man, I just didn’t quit

I milk the game with flavor, Nesquik

My luck just started, now it can’t be stopped

In a Bentley now, but I came from the bus stop

I had to grind, while people out taking a lot

Used to save a lot just to shop at Save-a-Lot

With no team, I chase my dreams

Funny how the world think it’s funny making me into memes

But they don’t know, that’s free promo

I’m not a fighter with a type, but shorty don’t want no smoke

Ain’t shit free, not even water (hell nah)

Type of bitch, I belong on Billboarders

I’m about money

Never catch me tell a nigga he handsome

Actually, I’m the type to hold that nigga for ransom (bih)

Can’t get nothin, nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin'

Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fucking budget

You can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fuckin' budget

Can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Comin' to me sayin' that you on a fuckin' budget

You can’t get nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Comin' to me sayin' that you want a fuckin' budget

Absolutely nothin', absolutely nothin'

Absolutely nothin', absolutely nothin'