Any & Everything
Uh, swag on a billi, while I milly rock
Niggas think they good, but they really not
Been a bad boy, wit da Diddy bop (Take dat)
Know my way around, like a city cop
When certain niggas left, shit went right
Cut dead weight, shit get light
Awesome wit the darkness, dis night
Watch ya'self, she'll probably cuff ya wrist tight
Daddy's daddy said time is all we got, and we barely got dat
Blood of a pimp, you can hear it when I rap
Check the limp, I can feel it in my back
Feelin' myself, holdin' my sack
Crystal like, my nigga when you gone rap?
Un momento I'll be right back
Can't go nuts, wit no microphone in da trap
Jus' goin' to pick up a little motivation in a ziplock
Nigga my time is money, TikTok residual shit pop
Let's forget not, the shits hot
Is why my manager's sweatin' me, while I make pit stops
She ain't keepin' it funky for free
She'll cut me down with an ax, to a certain degree
For my team I'll cap a nic, you pickin' a knee
If you bring me a quarter back, I'm throwin' the d
It's the endzone, for a lot of you niggas
Done been friend zoned, by a tone of you hoes
But when I touch down
And the check buss down
Keep that same mutha fuckin' energy, where it go
Only enemy, is my enemy, let'em know
That the enemy is lookin'n finicky, hella slow
No beginner seed, what you dealin' wit is a pro
Hall of fame, they gone chant a nigga name every show
That's on God
Bout dat action, go figure, I been dat nigga, how you not choose me?
Sure, you done heard of bro, he goin' vertical, dats word to Uzi
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and Everything
Nigga, any and everything
My ex workin' for da wedding ring
If she's not wit me, she's settling
But my mind's focused on hella things
Can't lie, a nigga think about it
Mind doin' circles, like ring around the rosey
I swear these hoes be nosey
Til I throw the dueces, and drink about it
That dark shit, the awe sick
Niggas not movin', on some Rosa Parks shit
We get it poppin' like crisco or pimples, from Frisco
Tell'em I'm on Hyde and Larkin
Might head down to the wharf to start shit
They quick to claim sick, but nobody barfin'
We barkin'
My dogs been to Mike Vick's, we bring kibbles and bits
Bitch, who my target?
Red got'em, head shot'em (Wooo)
You know what the fuck it is
Tell'em ain't nobody safe
We killin' everybody but the kids
Gotcha body like, bap bap bap bap (Wooo)
Nigga gimme 50 feet (Back da fuck up)
If you owe me two quarters, I ain't got it by Monday
Then I'm 50 deep
D tell'em they don't want smoke
I could really give a damn Daniel
With the Farris brothers out in Paris
feelin' very presidential, wit no damn scandal
Step to Troy and get manhandled
Doin things that your man can't do
In yo city, boy we been litty
Like a fuckin' tiitie, or a damn candle
(Ahhhh)
Bout dat action, go figure, I been dat nigga, how you not choose me?
Sure, you done heard of bro, he goin' vertical, dats word to Uzi
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and Everything
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and everything
Any and everything
Any and everything
Niggas think they good, but they really not
Been a bad boy, wit da Diddy bop (Take dat)
Know my way around, like a city cop
When certain niggas left, shit went right
Cut dead weight, shit get light
Awesome wit the darkness, dis night
Watch ya'self, she'll probably cuff ya wrist tight
Daddy's daddy said time is all we got, and we barely got dat
Blood of a pimp, you can hear it when I rap
Check the limp, I can feel it in my back
Feelin' myself, holdin' my sack
Crystal like, my nigga when you gone rap?
Un momento I'll be right back
Can't go nuts, wit no microphone in da trap
Jus' goin' to pick up a little motivation in a ziplock
Nigga my time is money, TikTok residual shit pop
Let's forget not, the shits hot
Is why my manager's sweatin' me, while I make pit stops
She ain't keepin' it funky for free
She'll cut me down with an ax, to a certain degree
For my team I'll cap a nic, you pickin' a knee
If you bring me a quarter back, I'm throwin' the d
It's the endzone, for a lot of you niggas
Done been friend zoned, by a tone of you hoes
But when I touch down
And the check buss down
Keep that same mutha fuckin' energy, where it go
Only enemy, is my enemy, let'em know
That the enemy is lookin'n finicky, hella slow
No beginner seed, what you dealin' wit is a pro
Hall of fame, they gone chant a nigga name every show
That's on God
Bout dat action, go figure, I been dat nigga, how you not choose me?
Sure, you done heard of bro, he goin' vertical, dats word to Uzi
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and Everything
Nigga, any and everything
My ex workin' for da wedding ring
If she's not wit me, she's settling
But my mind's focused on hella things
Can't lie, a nigga think about it
Mind doin' circles, like ring around the rosey
I swear these hoes be nosey
Til I throw the dueces, and drink about it
That dark shit, the awe sick
Niggas not movin', on some Rosa Parks shit
We get it poppin' like crisco or pimples, from Frisco
Tell'em I'm on Hyde and Larkin
Might head down to the wharf to start shit
They quick to claim sick, but nobody barfin'
We barkin'
My dogs been to Mike Vick's, we bring kibbles and bits
Bitch, who my target?
Red got'em, head shot'em (Wooo)
You know what the fuck it is
Tell'em ain't nobody safe
We killin' everybody but the kids
Gotcha body like, bap bap bap bap (Wooo)
Nigga gimme 50 feet (Back da fuck up)
If you owe me two quarters, I ain't got it by Monday
Then I'm 50 deep
D tell'em they don't want smoke
I could really give a damn Daniel
With the Farris brothers out in Paris
feelin' very presidential, wit no damn scandal
Step to Troy and get manhandled
Doin things that your man can't do
In yo city, boy we been litty
Like a fuckin' tiitie, or a damn candle
(Ahhhh)
Bout dat action, go figure, I been dat nigga, how you not choose me?
Sure, you done heard of bro, he goin' vertical, dats word to Uzi
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and Everything
(Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Doin' what the fuck everrr
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
What I want?
Any and everything
Any and everything
Any and everything
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Earvin Curry, Craig Bernard Magwood Jr
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