Jay Scribe & PepSparks - Options (feat. Sad Frosty)

Huh
Aye
What
Sad Frosty In This Bitch, aye
Yea
Aye
I ain't trippin' over no bitch
Cause I got options
Hit 'em with the four fifth, bitch
Cause I got options
All these bitches clout chasin
But they gon need to stop it
20 thousand dollars in my mother fuckin' pocket
I ain't trippin' over no bitch
Cause I got options
Hit 'em with the four fifth, bitch
Cause I got options
All these bitches clout chasin
But they gon need to stop it
20 thousand dollars in my mother fuckin' pocket
Presidential moves like I fucked the First Lady
Saucin' on you niggas, drippin' water like the Navy
I'ma have a baby in a Benz, call it Mercedes
Pockets over weight, bitch I been ballin' like McGrady
Pull up on your block, and uh, I let it loose
Have these niggas duckin', duckin' duckin', like it's goose
Talkin' shit on Twitter, now you say you want a truce
Told that nigga keep on sleeping, he gon hit the snooze
Chains on my feet bitch, but I ain't no slave
My niggas rowdy, the do not behave
Feeding off clout, told them hop off my wave
Rockstar, I rock out, lil bitch I'ma rage
I ain't trippin' over no bitch
Cause I got options
Hit 'em with the four fifth, bitch
Cause I got options
All these bitches clout chasin
But they gon need to stop it
20 thousand dollars in my mother fuckin' pocket
I got options cause I’m poppin
And in my city I’m the hottest
They pay attention when I’m dropping
Them niggas droppin but it’s not it
If you want a verse better make a deposit
If I’m at the show it’s a lick and a half
If I’m a verse it’s a lick and half
These niggas talkin' but never be bout it
Watch twitter fingers do the digital dash, nigga
I got options so I can’t go out sad, nigga
Wrist on faucet, if I splash you, my bad, nigga
How many hits do I drop til I
Turn around and we don put the city on the map
They play the songs at the function and
Everybody in the function, yellin' run it back
I’m in my bag
Why do they hate
Why is they mad
Huh, wow
I need my cash
I do not play when it come to my bag
Huh, wow
These niggas rap, it be fiction
I’ll be rappin' til I ball, Scotty Pippen
If I drop it, then you kno they gon listen
Shawty tweakin, but she know I ain't trippin
I ain't trippin' over no bitch
Cause I got options
Hit 'em with the four fifth, bitch
Cause I got options
All these bitches clout chasin
But they gon need to stop it
20 thousand dollars in my mother fuckin' pocket
I ain't trippin' over no bitch
Cause I got options
Hit 'em with the four fifth, bitch
Cause I got options
All these bitches clout chasin
But they gon need to stop it
20 thousand dollars in my mother fuckin' pocket

Written by:
James Karoki, Javier Torres, Sad Frosty

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