paroles de chanson Options - Creamo

Woah
Yell man
This ain't even my type of beat man
You know what I Mean
I'ma shit pop my shit
You hear Me
I'ma pop this shit just like this

This aint no gucci (Its louis)
Cop me some foreign
Got a lil package from Lone
I smell expensive
You cant smell like this
$1000 cologne
Beat down the block
Like im winning a race
It aint money
I can't do the chase
Im smokin flavors
You smokin some trash
Jimmy Neutron gotta blast
My pockets on fat, Peter Griffin
I get money like GTA missions
Im in all new designer im drippin
You cant keep up you gotta stop Spending
I just got me some brand new tulones
They just sent me a package it's on
You cant tell me i dont live a movie
I might hop out with 2 of my Groupies
I might hop out and leave
In a whole different car
I'ma hop out in some
Make the doors go ajar
When i pop out?
They gone rock out
I make bitches get slutty on yachts
I went global they say I went pop
But he play and I bet he get shot
That's on God
Got a spot with a 12 car garage
On God

Im havin options
Due to the fact
Due to high volume of that
I walk in my closet
I see all these options
I put Tom Ford on my jacket
Roll up a wood
You know I got options
I'm havin several strains
Amiri the pants
I went up a new level
So im fina do my lil dance
Im living 30 floors up
I just been changing my luck
They know i dont give a fuck
They still be catchin the bus
I just went up a new level
My pockets on fat
I just copped a new Cullannin
I playin wit them racks
Rest in Peace Nipsey got blues yakno It's All Money In

Im sick of these niggas corona
I got cookies you smell my aroma
I got bitches that love my Performance
They been at me like I got a warrent
I put paper up for emergencies
Dropped 10 on her body for surgery
Put a 15 in her bag for a birkin
These niggas sons i'm birthing
I keep it so real
I be seeming fake
The way that i kick it
You cant relate
You just showed your whole hand
And you took the bait
You showed yo whole hand
How i motivate
You a sucka
Now I cant fuck with them busters
Niggas be tuckin they tails
Niggas be running from us
I just Amiri'd the pants
I just monclered the coat
I just put 10 in the safe
I just put 8 in your hoe
We throwing signs like Naruto Fingers
I'm with the gang
And we cant get no deeper
Im with yo bitch
Got that hoe in the sleeper
I'm in a demon
They call me the reaper

Im havin options
Due to the fact
Due to high volume of that
I walk in my closet
I see all these options
I put Tom Ford on my jacket
Roll up a wood
You know I got options
I'm havin several strains
Amiri the pants
I went up a new level
So im fina do my lil dance
Im living 30 floors up
I just been changing my luck
They know i dont give a fuck
They still be catchin the bus
I just went up a new level
My pockets on fat
I just copped a new Cullannin
I playin wit them racks
Rest in Peace Nipsey got blues yakno It's All Money In