Options
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
Bitch I want it all don't want no fraction
All I hear is talk, don't see no action
Got a brand new whip and it got traction
You can keep yo bitch cause she be capping
Wasn't tryna fuck but it just happened
Don't know why I do this it's a habit
I live with the lies, I can't stand it
I'm bouta take off, never landing
You know I go dumb hoe
Fuck all of the other hoes
I just want the guapo
I don't think they understand
That's why I move solo
Pour some more up in my cup
Cause I'm tryna move slo-mo
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
You got problems, yeah you do
All these toxins come from you
I've been stuck up in my room
All this pain you put me through
Should of left you when I knew
Yeah she dangerous, yeah I knew
Made some changes, tighten screws
Left the lane of singing blues
I been lost
I been thrown away and tossed
Tossed away like I ain't shit
I been wrong on all my risks
Stepping stone and broken bricks
That's the love and thanks I get
Yeah these toxins hold me back
Giving way too much at that
I've been letting go, I'm breathing
2016 Summer season
Yeah these options bring the demons
I got plenty more I'm scheming
Chardonnay bottles every weekend
Yeah this liquor never leaving
Bring the demons I got options
Many more outside of Stockton
Yeah
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
Bitch I want it all don't want no fraction
All I hear is talk, don't see no action
Got a brand new whip and it got traction
You can keep yo bitch cause she be capping
Wasn't tryna fuck but it just happened
Don't know why I do this it's a habit
I live with the lies, I can't stand it
I'm bouta take off, never landing
You know I go dumb hoe
Fuck all of the other hoes
I just want the guapo
I don't think they understand
That's why I move solo
Pour some more up in my cup
Cause I'm tryna move slo-mo
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
You got problems, yeah you do
All these toxins come from you
I've been stuck up in my room
All this pain you put me through
Should of left you when I knew
Yeah she dangerous, yeah I knew
Made some changes, tighten screws
Left the lane of singing blues
I been lost
I been thrown away and tossed
Tossed away like I ain't shit
I been wrong on all my risks
Stepping stone and broken bricks
That's the love and thanks I get
Yeah these toxins hold me back
Giving way too much at that
I've been letting go, I'm breathing
2016 Summer season
Yeah these options bring the demons
I got plenty more I'm scheming
Chardonnay bottles every weekend
Yeah this liquor never leaving
Bring the demons I got options
Many more outside of Stockton
Yeah
Nauseous, nauseous, my body got toxins
I can't get no sleep no more cause I'm turning and tossing
Talk shit, talk shit, put you in a coffin
I don't care if you don't love me baby I got options
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Thomasson
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