Hit-Boy - Anything Goes lyrics

[Produced by Hit-Boy and Hazebanga] [Verse 1: Price] Hold it down Me and my n***as is all about the cash Me and my n***as is all about the dough Walk through the door five pounds of gold Feeling like my head is where the crown should go I see a lot of girls that used to front on me And now they see me I'm on it wanna f** 'til the bed break down I see a lot of n***as who was hating back then And now they see me and they wanna give me handshakes now But I ain't, really, with, all that, f** sh**, n***a back back I used to have a 9 to 5 taking out the trash bags Now everybody talking about me pound pound hashtag But I do this proper, play no games You can keep it on the low then I ain't saying no names What we drinking what we drinking take it all to the brain Going this hard is gonna probably drive me insane [Hook] Right now I'm trying to get turnt up So n***a pa** that drink And I dont even smoke, but girl pa** that weed Man I'm trying to get faded So faded, that it's gonna last a week Gotta pay the consequence in the morning So anything goes, yeah that's on me Anything goes, yeah that's on me Anything goes, yeah that's on me Gotta pay the consequence in the morning So anything goes, yeah that's on me Anything goes, yeah that's on me Gotta pay the consequence in the morning So anything goes, yeah that's on me [Verse 2: Wale] Say yeah though,Yeah though Give me head baby I can make your head blow Getting high make her wanna bust it real low Spread em out legs looking like a field goal Extra point lets have a s** appointment A lot of girls but they is less important What's the problem, let Folarin hold you We could stop negotiate the proper process Like yeah though,Yeah though Straight from Washington look Most my dogs be moving loud as sh** Thats why I ride with Audio Push Say yeah though,Yeah though We're young but we're not children Had braids since like 0'something, but had them hits since 87 Get me [Hook] [Verse 3: Oktane] Do you swear to tell the truth The whole truth and nothing but the truth So help you whatever-idol-you-worship Well that's perfect Cause we finna play ten fingers shot gla**es out Anything you wanna know baby ask it now And the game don't stop until all of your fingers are in your palms Or one of us pa**es out Convo of this liquor got you wetter than the rain You need a poncho And I got a Mexican girl that give the top-shelf brain Call her my head honcho And i got a black girl using that white girl She higher than the Ozone And my white girl don't like taking orders At least while her clothes on But when she take'em off my n***a that's on me Then I make her throw it throw it back on me Then I gas her up pump pump And make her scream, tell her "Give me 'Oktane' on three!" Too many women getting lip lip during their trip trip, I drop'em There's more blessings than problems But I still get them, When I wanna solve them I say [Hook]