No Option

歌詞

Yeah! Up for days, nigga It's the ones you keep close, that hurt you the most I'm drinking on my own, doing a personal toast Probably fucked your bitch, and you ain't even know it I should probably wash my dick with detergent and soap Ridin' round the city with my vision blurry Back to back Benz's, nigga his and hers Million dollar pussy, you should get insured I hit the town and watch the city burn Had the keys, had the city locked Hit the pussy do the Diddy Bop Before the beard was all ZZ Top When me and Sal was eating dinner off a TV box Find the cancer, then you cut em' off See my daddy was a dealer and my momma said its rubbing off Somebody tell me what the tunnel costs Cause I've been burning bridges Give a fuck how I come across Said "I love you", that's the drugs talking Heard em' hating, that's the love talking Hand to god you left me no option Swear to god y'all left me no option Who left the drugs on the table? (who?) Who left these hoes in my house? (who?) Who left this dope in my couch? Ho don't you open your mouth Changed up had the curve from pitching the weight Either way I'm about to ball like I'm missing the plate Boy you never touched base, I'm calling you out Though we never seen you out, you was playing it safe Call me Judas priest, now she got some new beliefs Photo shoot in like a week, she won't even eat Dreams of winning got me losing sleep Versace sheets just to watch Medusa sleep Up for days, I've been up for days Mixin' up the love and hate, that's a double date Cut em' off Seen my daddy was a dealer and my momma said its rubbing off Somebody tell me what the tunnel costs Cause I've been burning bridges Give a fuck how I come across Said "I love you", that's the drugs talking Heard em' hating, that's the love talking Hand to god you left me no option Swear to god y'all left me no option Who left the drugs on the table? (who?) Who left these hoes in my house? (who?) Who left this dope in my couch? (you?) Ho don't you open your mouth