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Lil Dude – Only Option Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Dude]
I gotta get it, ain't an option (what)
Real nigga, I ain't watching your pockets
When the stick hit, I don't think about stopping
I came a long way from them dirty apartments (Trapnana!)
You a fake nigga, I can tell by your posture(yeah)
I'm really getting used to steak and lobster(what)
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper(Homicide, Homicide)
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson
Yeah, Luciano top shotter(yeah)
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper(Trapnana!)
When the chopstick hit him, it eat up his body(Chopstick hit him!)
Hoodrich shit, we the new Illuminati
I beat up the pack it is doing karate
Pull on your block with the drake out the Mazda(Trapnana!)
Real street nigga, these niggas imposters(yeah, yeah)
I ain't never even had an option

[Verse 1: Lil Dude]
Yeah, put the stick on you in the worst way(put the stick)
Blow out your candles like it was your birthday
I stay with that green like it's Earth Day(Trapnana!)
Nigga can't come in the spot if he not trying to purchase
Man down, how the dirt taste?(Man down)
Young niggas stirring up shit on the Perc and they working
When the stick kick back, it was cursing(when the stick kick-)
I don't even fuck on that bitch, she a catfish in person
Grew up doing all the dirty work
I'm on the dope, I'm on like thirty perc
Hood nigga, put the Drake in the bitch purse(Trapnana!)
Get the fuck out the spot if you can't even flip a bird
I'm having snow bunnies and business out Pittsburgh
Get hit with the stick if you trying to get blipped first
These niggas, they acting Empire like Lucious
Get caught in that jam and they talking to Buford

[Chorus: Lil Dude]
I gotta get it, ain't an option(what)
Real nigga, I ain't watching your pockets
When the stick hit, I don't think about stopping
I came a long way from them dirty apartments(Trapnana!)
You a fake nigga, I can tell by your posture(yeah)
I'm really getting used to steak and lobster(what)
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper(Homicide, Homicide)
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson
Yeah, Luciano top shotter(yeah)
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper(Trapnana!)
When the chopstick hit him, it eat up his body(Chopstick hit him!)
Hoodrich shit, we the new Illuminati
I beat up the pack it is doing karate
Pull on your block with the drake out the Mazda(Trapnana!)
Real street nigga, these niggas imposters(yeah, yeah)
I ain't never even had an option

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Yeah, these niggas know what the fuck going on
Pablo Juan, shawty got rich in the slums (I'm rich, nigga)
Bad bitch give me tongue
I'm in the pot with my magic wand
Chasing that money, a marathon
Life is chess, I'm in Louis Vuitton
I got the juice like Capri Sun
Shut the fuck up, I don't know how to run
20-pointer, water look like a pond
Who is that nigga? He think he the shit
All this designer, I can't even pick
Passing that ho, I just got an assist
Flexing on niggas just because I'm rich
She got some lips, she give the dick a kiss
Quit hating, acting like a little bitch

[Chorus: Lil Dude]
I gotta get it, ain't an option(what)
Real nigga, I ain't watching your pockets
When the stick hit, I don't think about stopping
I came a long way from them dirty apartments(Trapnana!)
You a fake nigga, I can tell by your posture(yeah)
I'm really getting used to steak and lobster(what)
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper(Homicide, Homicide)
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson
Yeah, Luciano top shotter(yeah)
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper(Trapnana!)
When the chopstick hit him, it eat up his body(Chopstick hit him!)
Hoodrich shit, we the new Illuminati
I beat up the pack it is doing karate
Pull on your block with the drake out the Mazda(Trapnana!)
Real street nigga, these niggas imposters(yeah, yeah)
I ain't never even had an option
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