letra de options - itsmanman
[intro]
(oh, we gotta hear wlbb)
(hombre made the beat, d-mn it)
hardest youngin out, n-gga
[chorus]
she teary eyed, like, “why you broke my heart?” b-tch, i’m toxic
white b-tch, i think her name jenna, she off molly
it’s a full moon, just sent him to the stars, i got a rocket
abc, want all of the above, i got options
on god, you never shot that glock, why you totin’ it?
you a bum, you need to k!ll yourself, i know you over it
tryna rape, b-tch, shut up, you see me folks
and he tried to run, i let a couple off, he got his shoulder hit
[verse 1]
mack after room slidin’ through, he gettin’ his car hit
hm, bro be squeezin’ on the 9 like it’s bart simp
tough n-gga, hе stuck his chest out and got his heart hit
hm, shot that s off his chest, long livе clark kent
i don’t need nada from nan’ n-gga, i’ma go get it
on southfield, [?] euman, it was no witness
n-ggas vegans, he be duckin’ beef and he don’t get no chicken
’bout to give him twenty cent, i brought a four nickel
detroit n-gga, give me any beat and i’ma spaz on it
hm, like i took the trash out, i got a bag on me
she came over, we two minutes in, she throwin’ ass on me
give you ten and give the ninety bullets to your fat homie
[chorus]
she teary eyed, like, “why you broke my heart?” b-tch, i’m toxic
white b-tch, i think her name jenna, she off molly
it’s a full moon, just sent him to the stars, i got a rocket
abc, want all of the above, i got options
on god, you never shot that glock, why you totin’ it?
you a bum, you need to k!ll yourself, i know you over it
tryna rape, b-tch, shut up, you see me folks
and he tried to run, i let a couple off, he got his shoulder hit
[verse 2]
i would say, “go get my competition”, but it’s not one
that n-gga faced a couple shots, but he not drunk
in his hood, we out here playin’ jenga, messed the block up
hm, b-tch, the .223 strong, they beat the rock up
i’m from the east, we throwin’ fours, i’m a mack baby
r.i.p unc’, he turned your favorite cousin to a crack baby
i swear to god they not hard, they just act crazy
think i’m just an artist, he ran up and got his ass painted
on the east wearin’ a white hoodie on like i hang n-ggas
[?]’ll shoot you from the corner like he dame lillard
no gloves, bro got nintendo switches, he gon’ play different
a punchline every bar and n-ggas ain’t get it
[chorus]
she teary eyed, like, “why you broke my heart?” b-tch, i’m toxic
white b-tch, i think her name jenna, she off molly
it’s a full moon, just sent him to the stars, i got a rocket
abc, want all of the above, i got options
on god, you never shot that glock, why you totin’ it?
you a bum, you need to k!ll yourself, i know you over it
tryna rape, b-tch, shut up, you see me folks
and he tried to run, i let a couple off, he got his shoulder hit
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