No Budget

[Intro]
(No I don’t ball on no budget, no I don’t ball on no budget)
Shawty Fresh on the track
You know I come up with this shit without trying to it, you know what I’m saying?
Periodic
(Zone 6, turn up)

[Chorus]
Fell in love with that cash (cash), the first time I touched it (touched it)
I’m popping the tags
I bought me a jag, I bought me a Cutlass (woah)
My future look lovely
These pussy ass niggas lame hoes, can’t be trusted (pussy)
It’s deeper than rap, I don’t ball on a budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no sir)
No I don’t ball on no budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (I swear)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)

[Verse 1]
I’m stepping on numbers, ain’t budging
You look like them folks
Oh no, oh no, no I ain’t serving you nothing
You said you were solid, I knew you were bluffing
You niggas ain’t really bout nothing
I kick the truth when I’m in the booth
No, no, I don’t do no assumptions
I got some troops
She fucking with Fool
My niggas goin’ shoot up the function
Interior look like a pumpkin
I’m thumbing through hundreds, it’s constant
Ain’t bout no money then it’s nonsense
Your baby momma work the pack for me
Shawty Fresh did the track for me
Zone 3, StreetMoneySlab, shout out to him, my trap bumping
New swag I’ma sprinkle it
New sauce, got crazy drip
I’m a boss from the Zone 6
Find somebody else to play with
Kicking shit like I do karate
Spend a whole brick in a day shift
Pop a wheelie on a Kawasaki
Then go and blow a 20 off at Phipp’s

[Chorus]
Fell in love with that cash (cash), the first time I touched it (touched it)
I’m popping the tags
I bought me a jag, I bought me a Cutlass (woah)
My future look lovely
These pussy ass niggas lame hoes, can’t be trusted (pussy)
It’s deeper than rap, I don’t ball on a budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no sir)
No I don’t ball on no budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (I swear)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)

[Verse 2]
No I don’t ball on no budget
Ran off on that nigga like ‘Fuck it’
I’m stuffing my pocket with hundreds
I’m politicking like I work for the congress
I’m just being honest
But Cartier gang the committee
I’m tryna run up me a ticket
So I get my momma a 50
(Porsche 911), I’m whipping that bitch like I’m Ricky (Bobby)
I’m coming from jumping on fences
It seemed like them times were endless
Hey, now I got 5-star bitches
Living like a rockstar living
(Who you with?)
Whoa mane gotta handle my business

[Chorus]
Fell in love with that cash (cash), the first time I touched it (touched it)
I’m popping the tags
I bought me a jag, I bought me a Cutlass (woah)
My future look lovely
These pussy ass niggas lame hoes, can’t be trusted (pussy)
It’s deeper than rap, I don’t ball on a budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no)
No I don’t ball on no budget (no sir)
No I don’t ball on no budget
No I don’t ball on no budget (I swear)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)
No I don’t ball on no budget (get it)