No Option
Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone
They all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'?"
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four-door
Now they takin' photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she been to every show
And even an award
And she always be in front row, oh yeah
Everything that I worked for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Now she hoppin' in a old-school
Swimmin' in the carpool
Everything is all cool, ooh
Yeah she told me not to tell
'Bout the rumors that I heard
She said, "Everything was all true"
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Just me and lil' mama, yeah
Ridin' around LA
Just me and lil' mama, yeah
We run the city, yeah
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass
So I told her ass, gas on grass
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Oh oh
So come hop in the coupe
What do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coupe
With the gold on my tooth, oh yeah
Show up at the spot and now everyone
They all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'?"
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four-door
Now they takin' photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she been to every show
And even an award
And she always be in front row, oh yeah
Everything that I worked for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
You leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Now she hoppin' in a old-school
Swimmin' in the carpool
Everything is all cool, ooh
Yeah she told me not to tell
'Bout the rumors that I heard
She said, "Everything was all true"
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Just me and lil' mama, yeah
Ridin' around LA
Just me and lil' mama, yeah
We run the city, yeah
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass
So I told her ass, gas on grass
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Oh oh
So come hop in the coupe
What do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coupe
With the gold on my tooth, oh yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Michael John Dewey Hancock, Justin Bieber, Austin Richard Post, Michael Taylor Mcginnis, Christopher Arthur Rude, Trocon Markous Roberts Jr., Louis Bell, Idan Kalai
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