Izaya Tiji - Options lyrics

Go, let's go go, go
Go, go i got options, go
Go-go-go go, go

I'm smoking ZaZa (ZaZa)
We outside (We outside)
Might slide in the Lambo' 
(Slide in the Lambo')
We ready to rock (yeah)
Got lean in the stomach (yeah)
We sip Wock' (We sip Wock' Wock' Wock')
His baby mama (Baby mama)
Got 'em on the clock
(Got 'em on the clock-clock)
Vibin' in a two door (yeah, yeah)
I ain't gonna stop (We ain't gonna stop)
And she know she a chooser (Chooser)
She get that a lot (yeah)
Smoking on bookies (Bookies)
That motherfucking fye out
(That motherfucking fye out)
I don't want a Rollie (Don't want a Rollie)
I want a Patek ('Tek-'Tek)
Get up in the morning (Up in the morning)
I beat the pussy, s-s-s-slut (yeah)
I'm already knowing (I'm already knowing)
Friends hating, they acting so fake
So I cut 'em off (I cut 'em off)
Bullets fat, they hungry as fuck
They eat your face off (Eat your face off)
My niggas snuck the choppa inside the mall
(Inside the mall) in Neiman Marcus (yeah)
I like it, I want it, I cop it (Cop it)
She on her boss shit (yeah)
Probably see her off her fox shit (Fox shit)
I hit up the mob quick (Mob)
I run on her throat quick
(Run on her throat quick)
Oxy', Xan', ay so I got options
(I got options)