Options Lyrics

I ain't tryna hear no gossip

I don't fuck with no stool pigeons

I 'ma just gon head slide, you could call you a new nigga up

I can't be your sponsor, I need me a breadwinner

I know you got options that's my problem too

Lil' baby

I got mouths to feed, so I ain't gon do no tricking

Treat you like a treat in damn near any room

You know

Fuck with you like a freak, that's low-key shit you need

Don't want no pat on the back, I know you just my speed

Ahh Yeah

I know you got options that's my problem too niggas

Why we gotta talk bout them right now I fuck with you

Ahh yeah

I ain't finna speak one word about these goofy ass bitches

I don't wanna hear not nothing bout no thirsty fools

Not now

Options been my problem

I can tell that it's your problem too

I been tryna get out my way, that's why I been all in your face

Tryna make this shit stop for you

You be tryna play wit me a, b, x, y, RT, LB

But i got cheat code decode and thats's why you fuck with me

Fuck you like I love you but I can't love you too

Not now

Fuck you like I love you what if I really do

Ahh yeah

I know you got options that's my problem too

Lil' baby

I ain't tryna talk bout them right now I fuck with you

Ahh yeah

I ain't tryna hear no gossip

I don't fuck with no stool pigeons

I 'ma just gon head slide, you could call you a new nigga up

I can't be your sponsor, I need me a breadwinner

I know you got options that's my problem too

Lil' baby

I know you got options that's my problem nigga

I ain't tryna hear no gossip

I don't fuck with no stool pigeons

I got options

That's my motha (Mumbled) problem