Options ft. Caspa Lyrics

You see I

Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist

I need

Prada and Gucci

Designer to match the fit

I ain't

Tryna be basic

This the life I'm tryna live

Aint gat

Time for these biddies

Know they gone come with this drip

We got options

We just artists

We see it then we want it

Ain't no stopping

My niggas driving foreign

But we modest

We taking yo bitch shopping

Cause we got options

Cause we got options

We just artists

We see it then we want it

Ain't no stopping

My niggas driving foreign

But we modest

We taking yo bitch shopping

Cause we got options

Yeah we got options

I want it

So Imma go get it

I'm running them digits

Just watch how I run it up fast

'Member them days when I was pop down

Now I'm rocking Gucci

To cover my ass

Niggas took me for a joke

Look at them niggas and laugh

Where was yall when I was broke

Leave them niggas in the past

I need a milli'

I'm tryna get litty

And fuck up the city

Yeah yeah

I gat some bad bitches with me

Showing they ass and they titties

Pour up the D'ussé or the Henny

I'm tryna get shitty

Yeah yeah

I make it wet wet wet wet

When I rub on the kitty

See how a young nigga coming up

I'm in my bag now

Caspa had to level up

Tryna get a bag now

Oh they mad now

I'm tired being runner up

I'm fuckin with stacks

I'm moving dem packs now

I'm on grind 'til the sun is up

Gatta get my money up

Keep the bread coming in

Dawg I gotta run it up

You see I

Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist

I need

Prada and Gucci

Designer to match the fit

I ain't

Tryna be basic

This the life I'm tryna live

Aint gat

Time for these biddies

Know they gone come with this drip

We got options

We just artists

We see it then we want it

Ain't no stopping

My niggas driving foreign

But we modest

We taking yo bitch shopping

Cause we got options

We got problems

We don't take no shit

Cause all my niggas with that war son

If you having problems

That just means you can't afford 'em

If you see my name across that check

That means I bought 'em

I said I bought 'em

You look like you wan' start sum'

I'm like who

What you tryna do

Ain't you see the crew

It's 82

Take this nigga shoes

Leave him with no clue

So get to stepping 'fore that talking reckless

Take this nigga neckless

We got hecklers

And we get to stretching

Why you think we benching

You see I

Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist

I need

Prada and Gucci

Designer to match the fit

I ain't

Tryna be basic

This the life I'm tryna live

Aint gat

Time for these biddies

Know they gone come with this drip

We got options

We just artists

We see it then we want it

Ain't no stopping

My niggas driving foreign

But we modest

We taking yo bitch shopping

Cause we got options

Yeah we got options