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Calboy - Options Lyrics & Traduction

(Bey droppin' bombs)
(Cz Beats, why you do 'em like that?)
Yeah-yeah

Woke up feeling like a million dollars, uh (Dollars, uh)
Broke boy, broke boy, you ain't got it, get your dollars up (Woo)
Ayy, ayy, I do what I want, baby 'cause I pop ('Cause I pop)
I ain't trippin' on you, baby, yeah-yeah, I got options
I ain't loafin', baby, yeah, this stick fit in my pocket (In my pocket)
Ayy, you don't want no problem, please don't make me pop it
I am not her father, this bitch call me papi
Me and lil' bud like neighborhood villains, but we Batman and Robin

I was like sixteen, I was in the trap house, beat the pot down like rocket (Like rocket)
Most of these niggas pretenders, boy, you ain't gettin', hell nah, you sorry (Nah, you sorry)
Fly with a MAC out, niggas in the background, steady wanna talk that nonsense
Off that Perc', I feel like an Avenger, shorty, don't make a nigga like make a nigga blow like Rocky (Blow like Rocky)
Make a nigga blow like Rocky (Blow like Rocky)
We take off like rocket (Like rocket)
I got plenty dollars, baby, I can take you shopping
To shoppin' dollars on VLone, I got that shit on
Baby, I can't fake the fun, get you what you want
I heard there's snakes up in the grass, I had to mow it
Brodie got a lick, it tastes like sugar, I jump on it
I mix Percocet and Xanny bars with my emotions
You said you was solid, then you switched up on some ho shit

Ayy, I heard bitches changin', these niggas fold
I heard (Heard), through that grapevine, niggas told
I heard (Heard), for that bread, he'll sell his soul
I heard (Heard), you fly late night, yeah (Skrrt)

Woke up feeling like a million dollars, uh (Dollars, uh)
Broke boy, broke boy, you ain't got it, get your dollars up (Dollars up)
Ayy, ayy, I do what I want, baby 'cause I pop ('Cause I pop)
I ain't trippin' on you, baby, yeah-yeah, I got options (I got options)
I ain't loafin', baby, yeah, this stick fit in my pocket
Ayy, you don't want no problem, please don't make me pop it
I am not her father, this bitch call me papi
Me and lil' bud like neighborhood villains, but we Batman and Robin (Yeah)


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