Budget
Reek & Sage
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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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck understood But it ain't no reason to give you the moment I f*ck 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
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