No Options
Lyrics
The phen keep me low so I'm popping that shit
She say she finna leave so I'm stopping my bitch
Too high to do both got no options and shit
Finna drink till I die, booze the opper and shit
Junkie damn mentality RIP to J
I wonder what percent we got the same DNA
I want the bit flipping dog shits on new Escalades
Honestly we woulda had fun drinking one day
But that's okay tho
Honestly the kush hit me more than the yayo
Honestly these dudes better back what they say so
Cause I hit that shit when I'm getting fuckin lonely
Up inside my head they all know me
The phen keep me low so I'm popping that shit
She say she finna leave so I'm stopping my bitch
Too high to do both got no options and shit
Finna drink till I die booze the opper and shit
She call me alcoholic cause I'm sipping alcoholic
I saw the shit I wanted so I went and fuckin got it
Goddamn, I'm simping Emma Langevin
I'd eat her like a klonopin
When I'm popping off I might get it in
I thought 5 was too many phen, then the liquor setting in
Now the room is getting small and my vision getting dim
Still tho, she my queen of Jersey
I smoke off XR 30's
Till my heartbeat got me worried
Pretty to an Illinois boy, she lookin purty
I'll praise her till she telling all her exes that she wishing that they were me
3 phen in my pocket, concealed carry, can't cure me
The phen keep me low so I'm popping that shit
She say she finna leave so I'm stopping my bitch
Too high to do both got no options and shit
Finna drink till I die, booze the opper and shit
Junkie damn mentality RIP to J
I wonder what percent we got the same DNA
I want the bit flipping dog shits on new Escalades
Honestly we woulda had fun drinking one day
But that's okay tho
Honestly the kush hit me more than the yayo
Honestly these dudes better back what they say so
Cause I hit that shit when I'm getting fuckin lonely
Up inside my head they all know me
The phen keep me low so I'm popping that shit
She say she finna leave so I'm stopping my bitch
Too high to do both got no options and shit
Finna drink till I die booze the opper and shit
She call me alcoholic cause I'm sipping alcoholic
I saw the shit I wanted so I went and fuckin got it
Goddamn, I'm simping Emma Langevin
I'd eat her like a klonopin
When I'm popping off I might get it in
I thought 5 was too many phen, then the liquor setting in
Now the room is getting small and my vision getting dim
Still tho, she my queen of Jersey
I smoke off XR 30's
Till my heartbeat got me worried
Pretty to an Illinois boy, she lookin purty
I'll praise her till she telling all her exes that she wishing that they were me
3 phen in my pocket, concealed carry, can't cure me
Writer(s): Evan Bruns
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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