Any Condition lyrics
by Mac Critter
[Intro]
No cap
pus*y
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
pus*y n*gga, I'm him (We love you, Perc)
[Verse]
I'ma get me some money in any condition
You can get you some money too, pus*y, just listen
Bury that boy with these 7.62s
Bury that boy with these .556s
And yes, I keep me some exotic lil' b*tches
Put on my Givenchy when I go on missions
Put on my Givenchy when I do a hit
You love when she beggin' for di*k
She beggin' for di*k and I carried the b*tch
We keep this sh*t kosher, I served the b*tch
When she suck it, that ho hit a nеrve in the di*k
I let thе ho get on top and do tricks
I let the ho get on top and hit splits
Tryna wife the lil' b*tch, know she like turnin' tricks
Her head sloppy, she suck it and spit on the di*k
She look up at a n*gga and twist on the di*k
Promise to God, with these 7.62s, I ain't gon' miss
Walk his ass down with this .556
I walk his ass down with this .556
Pull up in the SRT and I jump out with two sticks
Pull up in the SRT and I jump out with two sticks
They speakin' on me 'cause I'm buryin' sh*t
I wanna trust the lil' b*tch, but she nervous and sh*t
And I'ma shoot at your car if you swervin' and sh*t
I swear to God we gettin' money, lil' b*tch
I swear to God we gettin' money, lil' b*tch
p*ss on his grave, let his ho suck my di*k
p*ss on his grave, let his ho eat my di*k
I got two Generation 5 Glocks with the switch
I just hold on the trigger, it squirt when it spit
I just squeeze on the trigger, it squirt when it spit
We got boxes of Wock', you can just bring the kit
I like a freaky lil' thot to perform on the di*k
That pus*y be grippin' and grippin' and pullin'
Dig in that pus*y, she like what I'm doin'
Dig in that pus*y, she love what I'm doin'
You love the b*tch, the whole city, she screwin'
You in love with the b*tch and you know what she doin'
You got a prostitute, boy, you don't know what you doin'
I put that b*tch on the blade and get to it
I'ma get me some money in any condition
You can get you some money too, pus*y, just listen
Bury that boy with these 7.62s
Bury that boy with these .556s
And yes, I keep me some exotic lil' b*tches
Put on my Givenchy when I go on missions
Put on my Givenchy when I do a hit
You love when she beggin' for di*k
She beggin' for di*k and I carried the b*tch
We keep this sh*t kosher, I served the b*tch
When she suck it, that ho hit a nerve in the di*k
I let the ho get on top and do tricks
I let the ho get on top and hit splits
Tryna wife the lil' b*tch, know she like turnin' tricks
Her head sloppy, she suck it and spit on the di*k
She look up at a n*gga and twist on the di*k
Promise to God, with these 7.62s, I ain't gon' miss
Walk his ass down with this .556
I walk his ass down with this .556
Pull up in the SRT and I jump out with two sticks
Pull up in the SRT and I jump out with two sticks
They speakin' on me 'cause I'm buryin' sh*t
I wanna trust the lil' b*tch, but she nervous and sh*t
And I'ma shoot at your car if you swervin' and sh*t
I swear to God we gettin' money, lil' b*tch
I swear to God we gettin' money, lil' b*tch
p*ss on his grave, let his ho suck my di*k
p*ss on his grave, let his ho eat my di*k
I got two Generation 5 Glocks with the switch
I just hold on the trigger, it squirt when it spit
I just squeeze on the trigger, it squirt when it spit
We got boxes of Wock', you can just bring the kit
I like a freaky lil' thot to perform on the di*k
That pus*y be grippin' and grippin' and pullin'
Dig in that pus*y, she like what I'm doin'
Dig in that pus*y, she love what I'm doin'
You love the b*tch, the whole city, she screwin'
You in love with the b*tch and you know what she doin'
You got a prostitute, boy, you don't know what you doin'
I put that b*tch on the blade and get to it (Get to it)