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options! - diorvsyou lyrics

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[intro]
(haha, n*ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b*tch, man)

[chorus]
percs, lean, on the oxy’s
all the b*tches got options
all the b*tches got bodies
we done dropped a few bodies
jaw lock cause the mollies
we done popped a few mollies
pop the boy like a ollie

[verse 1]
shoot up your gang if you tryna’ try this
i drive her insane yea, i’m not her psychic
the ap came plain, the flight h*lla private, yea
i’m in her face like some trident, yea
she plan on gang, she on timing
i’m tryna’ f*ck on her friend, she aligning
yeah i’m so out of here, f*ck a cosigner
i’m in her mouth like some braces or liners
i was like 13 buying designer
two prada’s at 14, couldn’t decider her
i was 15 with 15k in my binder
16, had a date to play, she went to winder
when i came out the womb i was fly then a b*tch, i don’t try, yea i just get inside her
yea i’m sippin’ on juice, this ain’t wine lil’ b*tch i get high, pour lean up in ciders
my hands on her waist while she whine, my b*tches be fine, your b*tches ain’t nothing to be proud of
yea lil’ dior keep him a dime, his b*tches in line, now how i give that b*tch a lineup?
south atlanta, 45 for a line*up
had to pass her to my guys, she was fried up
had to break her out her sh*ll, she a shy one
if i love you i might tell you a lie, one— or two
racks on my head, pass her too my boo
yea my life ahead looking pretty cool
touch the hair on his head, you gon’ see the truth
[chorus]
percs, lean, on the oxy’s
all the b*tches got options
all the b*tches got bodies
we done dropped a few bodies
jaw lock cause the mollies
we done popped a few mollies
pop the boy like a ollie

[verse 2]
pop the boy like a ollie
just threw a few racks in follies
she a freak ass ho working onyx
black on black, i went onyx
she got tats on her back, tryna’ violate
all your ho’s nun’ yea, all your ho’s irate
yea i’m havin’ fun with the sack, make it gyrate
tell her choose one, yea it’s my way or the highway
yea i’m on the run, don’t need ya’ll, gotta’ find me
ho’s tryna’ run, tryna’ flock, tryna’ find me
two twin glocks, lil’ reezy right beside me
i’ll put a choptsick on you to the chinese
yea i’m sipping wok’ ’till i can’t feel my eyelids
yea i keep a line on me like verizon
i’m trying, yea i’m off, i’m trying, yea we on the rise, yea we on the rising
i’m fly, yea i still get fly, yea i keep a wing on me like a pilot

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