No Option feat. King Los

歌詞

(Kid Ink) I... take a look around Ain't nothing brand new But the brand name clothes and a couple tattoos City join nuts like a fuckin cashew I'm the man of my city don't get it confused LA e'ery day West side deuce deuce Neighborhood Soo Woo What side do you choose Green in my eyes Red fire in my lungs These diamonds blue Don't hold your tongue You can suck this dick got a issue Hear the Shots fired Pistol Spitta before your name Do you remember Its what its gonna say When I'm through with you nigga I don't hold no grudges Hold my nuts Married to the game put a hole in your tuxooh kill em hold on fuck all she say nigga hold on fuck Middle finger stuck to the world on edge Might jump but a nigga can't feel my legs I'm high on the moon Tryna plant my flag For the team got a dream But I ain't slept yet All you niggas robots Got a fat ass blunt I'm a Roll model I don't need no co-op Goin for the win its No Option Yea...Its No Option Yea...Its No Option Yea...Look around its No Option Yea tell me what you know bout it (King Los) Light work its a free throw though I blow strong nigga strong arm nigga DeeBo though I got the ice tea Range and the V cocoa I say Ice T T V and Coco Thats cocoa like cocaine it could be snow though Drop the ice in the pot And whip 3 mo dough Know a chick named Sheneneh That move a lot of yay yay That say her girlfriend get the key low low I mighta dropped outta college but I mastered cash I get it old school scratch Grandmaster Flash You looking like Kris Kross with a bag of hash Because you must be high with your backwards ass Ballin? Niggas work at Walmart Where the play at? Turn em to a Target when I show em where that K at Sajak I'm Wheeler than a Fortune Lay back Rain like April but I might bring May back or Maybach Cause my neck and my back Achin My mac and my tech for My slab of bacon The bake em The hater made it I make him take it I innovated I make em state it when they debate it I'm checking niggas my nigga we playing make it take it Haters take it I take it they said I wouldn't make it Damn Ink what these niggas aint learn it before? I make home look good like the furniture store King Yea...Its No Option Yea...Its No Option Yea...Look around its No Option Yea tell me what you know bout it (King Los) I'm about a hundred as a hundred can be Cause my whole mufuckin ghetto comin with me I'm a King so my thousand dollar sneakers on the gas of the Phantom Mean there's rose pedals under my feet Uhh Yes Lord Yes Lord Get stepped on nigga step off Cause asking if there's a nigga betta than me t hats just gonna catch you crickets You might as well buy a pet frog Hold up I said Look you wildin Rookie stop it If we was in school I woulda shook ya pocket Took ya wallet Your girl say the dick game money she just want me Hold her pussy hostage I drop the top down Look its ostrich My links is juicy like I'm cooking sausage I threw the wheels on Lift the ass up It look like I got the Chevy pussy poppin King (Kid Ink) Sittin lean back in my seat feel 15 feet high over your reach Roll up downtown Neighborhood gonna speak check your I G That OG before my name is stuffed inside of a swisher Switchin lanes no sign of slipping Killin the strip no sign of a siren Sippin straight stop chasin behind me I can't lose nigga too unlikely Ain't no tie when I lace my Nike's Nightly money sleep on the night stand Next to the Bible Holy Amen I am more than a man & a mobster Me and the mafia fuck your squadron Kid Ink King Los They don't want problems but you leave us No Option Yea...Its No Option Yea...Its No Option Yea...Look around its No Option Yea tell me what you know bout it