Anytime

I got a habit, to have it I need the patty the Patek I need a baddie the baddest I had to turn up on my savage I'm smoking biscotti in traffic It's coming it's going it's magic I lost me my daddy he ashes I lost me my homie shit tragic Uhh, Uhh I could go up on 'em anytime Ima turn up on 'em anytime Ima blow up on 'em anytime Huh huh I could go up on 'em anytime Ima turn up on 'em anytime Ima blow up on 'em anytime I got a habit, to have it She got a habit, to have it She want her hair, nails, her feet done She even want lashes I got a habit, to have it She got a habit, to have it She want Chanel bags, Birkin bags, Cartier glasses You know, I turn up like every time Fucked up the work like twenty times A baddie with me at any time A basic bitch can't get any time Keep it a hundred like twenty fives You started trapping at twenty five You really thirty say you twenty nine Broke as a joke on funny time Free the wave he got seven five I see a lick and I let it fly I see ya bitch and she finna slide She eat the dick with hell of pride My lifestyle can't be televised My opp's dead or they terrified Scared as hell when my niggas ride You touch mines be a homicide A lot of tears in a lot of' eyes Ain't satisfied till, his momma cry Another day, where we come from Cop a gun & go dumb dumb I got a habit, to have it Average ain't meeting my standards I want some carrots not rabbits I see it, I like it, I bag it