"No Option" as written by and Louis Bell Austin Post....
Hoe I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit you leave me with no option, yeah yeah

Everybody asking Post when is the album droppin'?
Ever since the very first day that I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit you leave me with no option, yeah yeah
Ohh, swingin' in a four door, now they takin' photos
Bottles we need more of those, ohh
Say she bring it a little shorter, he be on the boarder
She always bring four rolls, oh yeah
Everything that I went for, waited so long to get old
The caddie just sits on the chrome, I swang through on dubs on the 4

Baby wanna get in this S-Class, little mama she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass, so I told her: ass, gas or grass
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, oh oh oh yeah

Hoe I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit you leave me with no option, yeah yeah

'Less you hoppin' in a old school, swimmin' in the car pool, everything is all cool
And she told me not to tell with all the rumors that I heard, she said that everything was all true

Baby wanna get in this S-Class, little mama she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass, so I told her: ass, gas or grass
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, oh oh oh yeah

Just me and lil mama yeah, ridin' around LA
Just me and lil mama yeah, we run the city yeah

Baby wanna get in this S-Class, little mama she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass, so I told her: ass, gas or grass
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, oh oh oh yeah

So come hop in the coupe, what do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coupe, with the gold on my tooth, oh yeah


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

"No Option" as written by Louis Bell Austin Post

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