One Option
Yeah yeah
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
Been getting to it everyday on The block
Told the plug to send me Everything they got
Cause I gotta feed my team
Cause we got bigger dreams
Than the streets
For the cheese we flipping Everything
Bitch I'm tryna turn Detroit to
Medellin
Choppa hold a note
I'm gon make it sing
A lolaby
Homocides when we slide
We can't leave the block until
Somebody die yeah
I'm addicted to flexin
Checks I'm finessing
Courtesy of sinola
All these flawless vvs's
Better jump in yo bag
And hop out of your feelings
Rolls Royce dawn in Miami
No ceilings
Amg 65 on them run flats
Been a young thug
I keep gunnas on contracts
Bitch where that check at
Fuck all the drama
I just wana fuck you
And but you balenciagas
Comas on top of comas
Half of million on the counter
All drug profits
50 of em that's power
What the fuck these niggas Thought murder
If you ain't did it
You can't talk murder
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
Been getting to it everyday on The block
Told the plug to send me Everything they got
Cause I gotta feed my team
Cause we got bigger dreams
Than the streets
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
Been getting to it everyday on The block
Told the plug to send me Everything they got
Cause I gotta feed my team
Cause we got bigger dreams
Than the streets
For the cheese we flipping Everything
Bitch I'm tryna turn Detroit to
Medellin
Choppa hold a note
I'm gon make it sing
A lolaby
Homocides when we slide
We can't leave the block until
Somebody die yeah
I'm addicted to flexin
Checks I'm finessing
Courtesy of sinola
All these flawless vvs's
Better jump in yo bag
And hop out of your feelings
Rolls Royce dawn in Miami
No ceilings
Amg 65 on them run flats
Been a young thug
I keep gunnas on contracts
Bitch where that check at
Fuck all the drama
I just wana fuck you
And but you balenciagas
Comas on top of comas
Half of million on the counter
All drug profits
50 of em that's power
What the fuck these niggas Thought murder
If you ain't did it
You can't talk murder
There's only one option run it up
Matching cullinan trucks
The plugs can't send enough
You better off complying
Than fucking with one of us
Yeah yeah
Been getting to it everyday on The block
Told the plug to send me Everything they got
Cause I gotta feed my team
Cause we got bigger dreams
Than the streets
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Writer(s): Robert Bailey
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