FadeTheGod - Options (feat. Monte Carlo)

Don't be all up on a nigga
When I make it out
I Love the cash amount
Direct deposit my account
I got options on how I get it
So I'm choosing how I spend it
Windows tinted yo best option
Is the option to mind your business

All my niggas know I'm one phone call away
I just cut my ex off cause some boss shit don't play
Aye lil bitch you local I don't sound like where I stay
If you cross my niggas you gone do more than just pay
Man I need it
All of the love I need it
All of the hate you keep it
I had to fight them demons
I was at my lowest but I never gave it up
They never offered me shit so I never gave a fuck
Okay
I'm trynna get me some bands in the bitch
If you hating on me I put hands on you bitch
Them my mf diamonds that dance on my wrist
Keep yo hands off my shit
Keep yo hands off my
Wait
Fuck a bitch
I'm trynna get me some money to go see my family
Talk to me what it is
All y'all lil niggas be sweet y'all be on some sucker shit
All the lil hoes they fuck for the fuck of it
I will not lower myself for a nothing bitch
She must not know I can go get another bitch and another bitch and another bitch
I got that wet I'm the one that be plumbing it
These niggas falling off these niggas plummeting
How you gone claim something that you did nothing with
Why these lil niggas worried bout where my money went

Don't be all up on a nigga
When I make it out
I Love the cash amount
Direct deposit my account
I got options on how I get it
So I'm choosing how I spend it
Windows tinted yo best option
Is the option to mind your business

I got options with these hoes
Change them like clothes
Change them like my flow
Switch it up
Make her bend it over
Like she dropped something
Like a child Now she gotta pick it up
If you like me know it's music first
So I'm making time for me you and bands
FadeTheGod Really gone be a millionaire
Gotta a whole lotta styles
Can't cuff on a bitch Barely fuck on that bih
Cause that car gotta whole lotta miles
She gone get me trouble
My life is in danger She trynna go half on a child
No will and jada I can't be entangled
Dick in her throat She think she getting strangled
No boy meets world need a bih like topanga
Bro Who gone stop me from making these bangers
Haters looking at me with that anger
All I did was win But then again
Man That money turn friends
Into strangers
But to each his own
Young fade Gotta desert and I keep the chrome
Nigga got options for all of y'all
Yeah options for all of y'all
Hit the party feeling gnarly
Bitch you know that I'm Locked in
When I pop out
Bring the block out
So we sneaking The glock in
Fade gotta rock out
Young nigga cold like Moscow
They can't rush me Fade not Russian
Nigga what the fuck they talmbout

Written by:
Jalyn Magee, Monte Carlo

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find