Don Toliver - Options lyrics

Wave Mechanics fred On Em

Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk
You don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself

Talk to me if you'll listen
I'm always really in the kitchen
Trap, trapping hard I'm whipping
Come in close so you come can get it
I got the 30 all on my hip and
Whether it's hot or cold I'm with it
I'ma pull up I'm shitting
I'm tryna play around with your kitty
It's open wound, I'm finna hit it
God's gift, young nigga I'm gifted
I'ma ride around the whole damn city
Just to show them young niggas I'm with it
It's a nine or four and I'm spilling
Sip the lean till a nigga get tipsy
Grab the wheel, young nigga I'm drifting
Tell my baby girl, I know I'm tripping
Ain't enough time for the week
Yeah lil shawty you be gone for a week
Pussy nigga watch yo mouth
Fore you say something that
You really can't speak
I'ma come around yo house, let that bih eat
I'm coming from the south
So what you say to

Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk
You don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself

I keep climbing, shinning like a diamond
Pull up perfect timing
Who that there be rhyming
Better check on him, better ask someone
Doing my thing until I'm gone
I know she gone fall in love
Living my life I'm having fun
So in love, she wanna leave the club
I done gave y'all way too much
I done spent bout a hunnid and a dub
Man these hoes can't get enough
But me I know I got it
That shit there can't fuck me up
Yeah I'm the right one
Waiting on you to try sumn
Come through the trap or come buy sumn
I ain't gotta like you, I'll serve one
I'm doing dirt till I'm dead and gone
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
I was working hard on fetty and I
Put my bitch in a Benzo

Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk
You don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and
The way you carried yourself