Decisions Decisions Decisions Lyrics

Let's Go

I be tryna follow my intuition

Hope I make the right decision

I don't need more friends (Don't need them)

'Cause everyone be flippin'

Making so much green

They keep they distance

As if I smell like asparagus

I ain't embarrassed

My neck full of carrots

If he feeling jumpy

Turn him to Bugs Bunny

I ain't being funny

Booger in my ear like wet willy

I'm so handsome

Put her on silent she start a tantrum

No cap like standing for the anthem (Stand up)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen

Do I keep this money or I split it with the team

Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean

Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Yeah, they controllin' me

Can't let them control me

If we ain't gettin' to the business

I'mma need my distance

If you treat me like an option

I'mma leave you lost in the sauce

Like you a fuckin' frying pan (Yeah)

I need my money ASAP like Rocky

If not he get snapped like a Pocky

Find the addy with a proxy

They wonder why I'm so cocky

'Cause the opps cannot stop me

I pivot soon as they get dodgy (Why ya dodgy)

They don't know what's next

Therefore they cannot block me

I peeped in advance that they being oocky

Difference is I don't do the antics

I'm just getting cabbage

Jump on the D like it's gymnastics

And these little bitches so dramatic (So dramatic)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen

Do I keep this money or I split it with the team

Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean

Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Yeah, they controllin' me

Can't let them control me

If we ain't gettin' to the business

I'mma need my distance

If you treat me like an option

I'mma leave you lost in the sauce

Like you a fuckin' frying pan (Yeah)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen

Do I keep this money or I split it with the team

Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean

Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions

Yeah, they controllin' me

Can't let them control me