Options
Uh uh
Yea yea yea
You say that you got options
Don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You tell me you got options
So don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
Whoa
Yea
Said I'm nothing like her main thing
When life gives you lemons make it main squeeze
I won't quit it imma on occasion
And everyday feels like the occasion
My last thing wasn't built for the occasion
If you're lasting imma hit it so amazing
You're so nasty, got it we like condensation
Throw it at me, baby put it in rotation
And Imma catch it like outfield
Baby imma bring it home
And I don't wanna be out here all alone when you're gone
And I can't find words to describe it
Your love is my drug come prescribe me
Don't need no things on the side
I need you right here beside me
You say that you got options
Don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You tell me you got options
So don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
Whoa
Yea yea yea
You say that you got options
Don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You tell me you got options
So don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
Whoa
Yea
Said I'm nothing like her main thing
When life gives you lemons make it main squeeze
I won't quit it imma on occasion
And everyday feels like the occasion
My last thing wasn't built for the occasion
If you're lasting imma hit it so amazing
You're so nasty, got it we like condensation
Throw it at me, baby put it in rotation
And Imma catch it like outfield
Baby imma bring it home
And I don't wanna be out here all alone when you're gone
And I can't find words to describe it
Your love is my drug come prescribe me
Don't need no things on the side
I need you right here beside me
You say that you got options
Don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You tell me you got options
So don't treat me like an option girl
Just sell me the illusion
Cuz I just want you all to myself
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
You say that you got
Options
Options
No no no
Whoa
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Writer(s): Landon Kinchelow
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