"No Opptions" lyrics
Is you with me or against me pussy you better choose
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
On your block with the heater turn your brain into fajitas
Shot calling like tequila it was really nice to meet you
I got stripes like adidas and you running like adidas
I stopped caring after visa now its 5 for the feature
Yes I'm in love, with my 9 millimeter
You cannot hide cause I got street sweepers
No I don't know, if what I do is legal
I'll take yo life, now I'm feeling like the reaper
I'm on go
Guns on go
Like bongos
Drums on go
Case gone cold
Shells got molten
Ima lay low
Cause his life got stolen
Is you with me or against me pussy you better choose
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
First 48 now he sleep with the fishes
Beige brown timbs with some dark red liquid
I don't trust a soul I'll never trust bitches
How they show love then be acting suspicious?
Why in the fuck do you think I'm still alive
Imma keep my pistol on my side tiil I die
Why in the fuck Do you even try
You ain't gon be walking when them bullets touch your spine
Is you with me or against me pussy you better choose
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
On your block with the heater turn your brain into fajitas
Shot calling like tequila it was really nice to meet you
I got stripes like adidas and you running like adidas
I stopped caring after visa now its 5 for the feature
Yes I'm in love, with my 9 millimeter
You cannot hide cause I got street sweepers
No I don't know, if what I do is legal
I'll take yo life, now I'm feeling like the reaper
I'm on go
Guns on go
Like bongos
Drums on go
Case gone cold
Shells got molten
Ima lay low
Cause his life got stolen
Is you with me or against me pussy you better choose
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
First 48 now he sleep with the fishes
Beige brown timbs with some dark red liquid
I don't trust a soul I'll never trust bitches
How they show love then be acting suspicious?
Why in the fuck do you think I'm still alive
Imma keep my pistol on my side tiil I die
Why in the fuck Do you even try
You ain't gon be walking when them bullets touch your spine
Is you with me or against me pussy you better choose
Don't you try your fucking luck you better duck when I shoot
I heard somebody looking for me bitch I'm looking for you
And now his momma really crying when she look at the news
And I'm feeling so caustic
I make your family nauseous
When they digging up a grave for you and all of your cousins
I am not to be fucked with
Pussy boy just be cautious
I ain't really wanna kill you but I ran out of options
Writer(s): Lil Toe
