Fk Woodz - Options Lyrics

I ran threw the racks cuz i had no option
Nigga i was built for this shit
I went and copped the Rollie like it wasn't no problem
Look at how i cuddle my wrist
I ran threw these bands and they ain't gone stop em
Might f*ck around pull up with a stick
Green on my mind like a motherf*cking goblin
Gotcha hoe on the tip my dick

Ran up the racks cuz i had no option
Nigga i was built for this shit
I went and copped the Rollie like it wasn't no problem
Look at how i cuddle my wrist
I ran threw these bands and they ain't gone stop em
Might f*ck around and pull up with a stick
Green on my mind like a motherf*cking goblin
Gotcha hoe on the tip my dick

Tell me where the money go where the money go
Got the rap game up in a figure 4
Like Lebron with the gas when i give n go
Im just back on my shit like u didn't know
I just want me a mill make my pinky glow
I dont trust u lil bitch u a sneaky hoe
Put the rover on Kobe the 24
Make a movie i shoot with no tv on
I done ran up them bands i am not tweakin'
Say we friends but we not we are not speakin'
With the bros on yo ass we are not leavin'
Ain't no steak when i say this is my season
Say you got ties and u don't
Say u gone slide but you want
The nawf is my side is my home
I'm taking my time so leave me alone
Don't f*ck with yo kind
My left wrist on froze
I'm outta my mind
I'm back in my zone
Don't even know why
You niggas is on
Yo bitch on my line
I'm sitting on chrome
No piece of the pie
CAUSE i want the whole
Won't tell u no lie
The truth all i know
No regular guy
You niggas the clone
Call me the king
I sit on the throne
Bitch

I ran threw the racks cuz i had no option
Nigga i was built for this shit
I went and copped the Rollie like it wasn't no problem
Look at how i cuddle my wrist
I ran threw these bands and they ain't gone stop em
Might f*ck around pull up with a stick
Green on my mind like a motherf*cking goblin
Gotcha hoe on the tip my dick

Ran up the racks cuz i had no option
Nigga i was built for this shit
I went and copped the Rollie like it wasn't no problem
Look at how i cuddle my wrist
I ran threw these bands and they ain't gone stop em
Might f*ck around and pull up with a stick
Green on my mind like a motherf*cking goblin
Gotcha hoe on the tip my dick