Choices (Yup) - Remix
Nope, Yup
Nope, Yup
Nope, Yup
Nope, Yup
Ever falled under pressure (nope)
Charge a bitch like a Tesla (yup)
Post a pic but don't disable my location (nope)
Walk with a limp like a pimp, like I need a hip replacement (yup)
Stay without a chopper (nope)
Saucy like sriracha (yup)
Is you a bluff? (nope)
Cartier, white buffs (yup)
This money of mine, can't get it off of my mind (nope)
Hop off in the front of the line, I'm selling them this liquor and wine (yup)
Not low on paper, a hater, that's what I'll never be (nope)
Longevity, OG he got the recipe (yup)
[?] not the flattest (nope)
[?] UPS me package (yup)
She asked a player, 'do I eat booty' (nope)
I told her no but I eat coochie (yup)
Snort Belushi (nope)
Smoke lemon cherry pie cookie (yup)
Lame (no), talks slick, mouthpiece hella game (yup)
Heart pump fear (nope)
Got your own beer (yup)
Overrated (nope), underrated (yup)
Biatch!
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Follow your lead (nope)
Pop in my piece (yup)
Will a nigga go broke (nope)
Spend a couple mill on dope (yup)
Fake on a real nigga (nope)
Spend cake on a pill nigga (yup)
Tell on them fools (nope)
Stay down and pay all my dues (yup)
Can't get caught slippin' (nope)
Eastside, Long Beach, crippin' (yup)
Simp with the bitches (nope)
Tight in and out like extensions (yup)
Soft as a pillow (nope)
All about that money in the middle (yup)
Play the role of a killa (nope)
Looked out for all of my niggas
Ever done blow (nope)
Are you really hard on a hoe (yup)
Is it hard being a G (nope)
Am I really who you wanna be (yup)
Fraternize with the cops (nope)
Shit, dope by the packs (yup)
Sold my soul (nope)
Shoot this pimping, she chose (yup)
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't gotta sell my soul (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you broke, you ain't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I give a fuck if you don't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You in love with a stripper (nope)
You wanna fuck her you gon' tip her (yup)
You a lame ass nigga (nope)
You know the money gon' get her (yup)
You tell the hoes that you love 'em (nope)
Or you just fuckin' 'til they comin' (yup)
Are you sugar-sugar daddy (nope)
You know they all want somethin' (yup)
Shawty wanna get married (nope)
You need at least 10 karats (yup)
You let a nigga treat you bad (nope)
He supposed to throw you something automatic (yup)
Girl, you ain't fuck a rapper for nothin' (nope)
Your kinda pussy get you paid (yup)
These hoes don't do it like you do (nope)
This style make a hoe wanna go both ways (yup)
You trust a bitch around your man (nope)
You know she fuck 'em when she can (yup)
You know these hoes ain't shit (nope)
If you don't know you'll find out quick (yup)
You wear another bitch clothes (nope)
This kid shit, you grown (yup)
You need a nigga for your bills (nope)
You pay your shit on your own (yup)
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't gotta sell my soul (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you broke, you ain't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I give a fuck if you don't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nope, Yup
Nope, Yup
Nope, Yup
Ever falled under pressure (nope)
Charge a bitch like a Tesla (yup)
Post a pic but don't disable my location (nope)
Walk with a limp like a pimp, like I need a hip replacement (yup)
Stay without a chopper (nope)
Saucy like sriracha (yup)
Is you a bluff? (nope)
Cartier, white buffs (yup)
This money of mine, can't get it off of my mind (nope)
Hop off in the front of the line, I'm selling them this liquor and wine (yup)
Not low on paper, a hater, that's what I'll never be (nope)
Longevity, OG he got the recipe (yup)
[?] not the flattest (nope)
[?] UPS me package (yup)
She asked a player, 'do I eat booty' (nope)
I told her no but I eat coochie (yup)
Snort Belushi (nope)
Smoke lemon cherry pie cookie (yup)
Lame (no), talks slick, mouthpiece hella game (yup)
Heart pump fear (nope)
Got your own beer (yup)
Overrated (nope), underrated (yup)
Biatch!
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Follow your lead (nope)
Pop in my piece (yup)
Will a nigga go broke (nope)
Spend a couple mill on dope (yup)
Fake on a real nigga (nope)
Spend cake on a pill nigga (yup)
Tell on them fools (nope)
Stay down and pay all my dues (yup)
Can't get caught slippin' (nope)
Eastside, Long Beach, crippin' (yup)
Simp with the bitches (nope)
Tight in and out like extensions (yup)
Soft as a pillow (nope)
All about that money in the middle (yup)
Play the role of a killa (nope)
Looked out for all of my niggas
Ever done blow (nope)
Are you really hard on a hoe (yup)
Is it hard being a G (nope)
Am I really who you wanna be (yup)
Fraternize with the cops (nope)
Shit, dope by the packs (yup)
Sold my soul (nope)
Shoot this pimping, she chose (yup)
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't gotta sell my soul (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you broke, you ain't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I give a fuck if you don't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You in love with a stripper (nope)
You wanna fuck her you gon' tip her (yup)
You a lame ass nigga (nope)
You know the money gon' get her (yup)
You tell the hoes that you love 'em (nope)
Or you just fuckin' 'til they comin' (yup)
Are you sugar-sugar daddy (nope)
You know they all want somethin' (yup)
Shawty wanna get married (nope)
You need at least 10 karats (yup)
You let a nigga treat you bad (nope)
He supposed to throw you something automatic (yup)
Girl, you ain't fuck a rapper for nothin' (nope)
Your kinda pussy get you paid (yup)
These hoes don't do it like you do (nope)
This style make a hoe wanna go both ways (yup)
You trust a bitch around your man (nope)
You know she fuck 'em when she can (yup)
You know these hoes ain't shit (nope)
If you don't know you'll find out quick (yup)
You wear another bitch clothes (nope)
This kid shit, you grown (yup)
You need a nigga for your bills (nope)
You pay your shit on your own (yup)
Everybody get choices
I choose to get money, I'm stuck to this bread
Everybody got choices
These bitches is choosin', I'm all in they head
Everybody got choices
Keep it one-thou' 'bout the life that I chose
Everybody got choices
These niggas be hatin', I already know
But I never go broke (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't gotta sell my soul (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you broke, you ain't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I give a fuck if you don't like me (no, no, no)
Imma stay gettin' money (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Michelle Bell, Clarence Hutchinson, Earl Stevens, David Iosua
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