Options lyrics

by

YN Jay


[Intro: Louie Ray]
(We don't smoke the same)
[?] that's my option, n*gga
I keep piles of paper on me, that's my option, n*gga
I keep piles of paper on me, that's my option, n*gga
Man, [?]

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I keep piles of paper on me, that's my option, n*gga
I stay far from where I grew up, that sh*t like adoption, n*gga
You think I'm f*cked up, I'ma let you think it, playing [?] n*gga
I damn near get [?] every week, them [?] drop a n*gga
f*ck it, you can't stop a n*gga
Somethin' go wrong, pop a n*gga
Estimate of all I made this year, probably shock a n*gga
sh*t get low, restock it, n*gga
Mmm yeah, don't watch my pocket, n*gga
Went so long without that drank, this time near detoxed a n*gga

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Eh, Dracos and AK's and big ass guns, just like a movie scene
b*tch wanna f*ck, so she leave the club, b*tch, is your coochie clean?
Damn
Beating the streets is harder than a n*gga make it seem
Hit his ass with the chop, I bet that AK make him sing
Can't do it by yourself, you can't make it without no team
n*gga say he sell dope, how you trappin' without no friends?
[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Dice game everything, tryna leave with the dough
I was buyin' jeans with the dough
I was drinkin' lean with the dough
Kept a roll on me, too big to hide, n*gga I seen with the dough
Shoot his ass up, right before he die, n*gga gon' scream with the dough
Selling dope like it was legal back then, [?] with the dough
You can take this 40 Glock with the switch, make you a machine with the dough
So cold, I'm anemic with the dough
Rappin' kinda keep us on the go
Hoes open up for me every time, really I'm a dentist on the low

[Verse 4: YN Jay]
Unc out here looking for a real lady, say he can't stand no ho
Beat a b*tch down, but I never ever ever put my hands on a ho
I'm the Coochie Man, if I jump high, b*tch, I might land on a ho
Freak b*tch do whatever I say, sh*t, let me stand on a ho
Sittin' in the spot, you ain't sellin' sh*t, n*gga, go stand by the door
I'm a real P, I don't pay for pus*y, you gon' spend ten on a ho
You gon' buy a Benz for the ho
Na, you a cheap n*gga, you gon' buy small ass van for the ho
I'ma give her good di*k, you gon' do everything you can for the ho
You only had a thousand dollars, how the f*ck you spend the whole band on a ho?
Freak b*tch wanna f*ck, she gon' get poppin' [?]

[Verse 5: Louie Ray]
Don't put my hands on a ho
Might put my mans on a ho
I might just glance at a ho
Don't take no chance with a ho
Don't make no plans with a ho
Gotta watch my band with a ho
Don't force my hand with a ho
Eh, this is not a joke, n*gga
Cold in a coat, n*gga
Got 3 digit loafs, n*gga
Can't say who spent the most, n*gga
This a caution to approach, n*gga
Might get smoked, n*gga
I'm really out the dirt
And I put a stain on a shirt, n*gga
[Verse 6: YN Jay]
Left a stain in the dirt, n*gga
You don't eat if you don't work, n*gga
You still smokin' purp
And Grannie and them still go to church
Hoes stood on the block with Uncle Kirt
This sh*t like a gift and a curse
Drinkin' too much lean, I gotta burp
b*tch pus*y good, I make it squirt
I don't call it lean, I call it syrup
You say get smoked, I say murked
You say Lil Uzi, I say Vert
Show you how this b*tch go to work
Put you on a T, I'm selling merch
Knew a n*gga, used to sell in church
Day one change be the worst
You can hear the pain in my verse
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