letra de options - brady
[intro: brady]
woke up in a different bed i never been before
vision blurry tatted girl that b-tch a lil hoe
nevermind it’s 2 of em’ and they both gripping poles
grab my glock out they hand, hop in the whip head to the store
[chorus: brady]
hop up on another b-tch
know that hoe she wit’ the sh-ts
but she not ride or die she faking, want the money in the mix
and i can never let her get it, never let her get my swiss
i gotta hop on another, i got options in this b-tch
and that b-tch she wanna f-ck wit’ it
choppa on me tucked wit’ it
knuck if you buck wit’ it
she ran outta’ luck wit’ it
thought that you could rob me? you forgot one thing
the draco on me got a scope, you lil’ p-ssies better duck wit’ it
[verse 1: brady]
besides the draco got a couple guns, i got a couple toolis
pull up on the set i take a fl!ck, i shoot a f-cking movie
cannot f-ck wit’ that lil hoe, she tweaking acting like a groupie
so i go and smoke a blunt, i go to pluto, i’m wit’ uzi
rolling up the gas hoe
yeah we living fast hoe
hit 110 on the dash but i’ll never ever crash hoe
you wanna hit my blunt? but you not wit’ my crew you can’t bro
my sh-t from out the state, you smoking mid oh nah i can’t bro
i done dropped another bag
i done copped another tool
like i said before it’s nevermind them b-tches come in 2’s
hopped up in a different whip, no plates we pulling up on you
put the racks in the back wit’ the stash in the whip then i’m gone
on the song right?
oh nah i’m talking bout’ the streets, i hit a fast right
hand it off to c, then i skrt off in the dark night
[verse 2: sir official]
my dawg robin
got a chop wit’ me like mike mike
throw them hands, go night night
white vans, they clean white
clean tee, off-white
clean n-gga like a wipe
ball harder than mike
gas strong, all might
i destroy every mic
trapped around on my bike
i’ll do you wrong, so i always move right
i’m never going, i can’t let the next man take my life
michael myers cause the chop got a muf-cking knife
i’ll pop that b-tch, like a muf-cking sprite
[chorus: brady]
hop up on another b-tch
know that hoe she wit’ the sh-ts
but she not ride or die she faking, want the money in the mix
and i can never let her get it, never let her get my swiss
i gotta hop on another, i got options in this b-tch
and that b-tch she wanna f-ck wit’ it
choppa on me tucked wit’ it
knuck if you buck wit’ it
she ran outta’ luck wit’ it
thought that you could rob me? you forgot one thing
the draco on me got a scope, you lil’ p-ssies better duck wit’ it
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