Lyrics Options - CantBuyDeem

I ain't tryna hear no gossip
I don't fuck with no stool pigeons
I 'ma just gon head slide, you could call you a new nigga up
I can't be your sponsor, I need me a breadwinner
I know you got options that's my problem too
Lil' baby
I got mouths to feed, so I ain't gon do no tricking
Treat you like a treat in damn near any room
You know
Fuck with you like a freak, that's low-key shit you need
Don't want no pat on the back, I know you just my speed
Ahh Yeah
I know you got options that's my problem too niggas
Why we gotta talk bout them right now I fuck with you
Ahh yeah
I ain't finna speak one word about these goofy ass bitches
I don't wanna hear not nothing bout no thirsty fools
Not now
Options been my problem
I can tell that it's your problem too
I been tryna get out my way, that's why I been all in your face
Tryna make this shit stop for you
You be tryna play wit me a, b, x, y, RT, LB
But i got cheat code decode and thats's why you fuck with me
Fuck you like I love you but I can't love you too
Not now
Fuck you like I love you what if I really do
Ahh yeah
I know you got options that's my problem too
Lil' baby
I ain't tryna talk bout them right now I fuck with you
Ahh yeah
I ain't tryna hear no gossip
I don't fuck with no stool pigeons
I 'ma just gon head slide, you could call you a new nigga up
I can't be your sponsor, I need me a breadwinner
I know you got options that's my problem too
Lil' baby
I know you got options that's my problem nigga
I ain't tryna hear no gossip
I don't fuck with no stool pigeons
I got options
That's my motha (Mumbled) problem