Anything Goes Lyrics

Money, cars, clothes, hoes

Pretty girls

Cities

Shows

This my life ya anything goes

This my life ya the one that I chose

Pity, pain, scars, foes

New

Highs

Same

Lows

This my life ya anything goes

This my life ya the one that I chose

Oh my God, oh my God

Same old me with a brand new broad

Skin so tan and she got no flaws

When she throw it back I'm like

Oh my GAWD!

Give her sausage put the relish on

If the pussy right

We gon' have a sex marathon

You the type, wear a helmet on a Peloton

I'm the type, paint her face like the Renaissance

Ugh

And it's been a while since I really had a loss

And it's a been a while since I ain't been a boss

We on different time cause I got a different watch

I might buy your bitch a bag up in the shopping mall

I might spite a bitch and play her just to make a song

Everything I wrote about her she just sing along

Imma goat

Gimme throat

To my quotes

Turn the speaker on

Naked with the heater on

Hold up plan of attack I take over

Bitches in the back of the 'lac bump Beethoven

Ain't gotta ask you know they stayed over

Ain't got a flask to drank I stay sober

Suit all black but the plaques stay solar

Please fall back I don't wanna have to fold ya

Aint no pimp got hoes coming over

Ain't no simp I shit and hit homers

Fuck shit up this the foreplay

Ticket to the top nonstop bought a one way

Make another bop skrr skrr where the runway?

Messin' with no fake friends

Fuckin' up my feng shui

Money, cars, clothes, hoes

Pretty girls

Cities

Shows

This my life ya anything goes

This my life ya the one that I chose

Pity, pain, scars, foes

New

Highs

Same

Lows

This my life ya anything goes

This my life ya the one that I chose

If she got a crush on me

I crush her cheeks

And crush her dreams

If I hear him talkin' sweet

I call the team

He go to sleep

Bitches always calling bawling telling me they missin' me

I be in the bed half asleep eatin' Krispy Kreme

Ok I switch the flow up

Deep throat till you throw up

This my callin' and you still ain't pick the phone up

Name a time but I know you won't show up

Everybody hit my phone up cause they know I'm bout to blow up

Fucking with me wrong can't explain the futility

Land full of fakes ain't nobody really real as me

Bitch so thicc she a real liability

Said she moved on but I know she still into me

I got me some enemies

I swear they really sick of me

They focused on the jealousy

I'm focused on the equity

My last bitch was Lebanese

She tried to kill the zen in me

She hit my homie up to kick it

Had to call a penalty

Check my gross it's disgusting ugh

Been a lot of things I will never be your husband

Might grow wings the Bull got me lusting

Bitch don't cry we ain't cut no onions

Check my phone got money on the way

Wonder which bitch gon' love on me today?

Got Goals baby girl it's the only thing I chase

She the women of your dreams but I'm with her wide awake