Lil Dude feat. Hoodrich Pablo – Only Option (Video)

Lyrics to “Only Option” performed by Lil Dude feat. Hoodrich Pablo

I gotta get it, ain’t an option
Real n*gga, 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

You a fake n*gga, I can tell by your posture
I’m really getting used to steak and lobster
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson

Yeah, Luciano top shotter
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper
When the trap stay hitting, it may beat up his block
Hoodrich sh*t, we the new Illuminati

I beat it up, back it in, doing karate
Pull your block with the draco out the Mazi
Real street n*gga, these n*ggas imposters
I ain’t never even had an option

Yeah, put the stick on you in the worst way
Blow out your candles like it was your birthday
I stay with that green like it’s Earth Day
n*gga can’t come in the spot if he not trying to purchase
Man down, how the dirt taste
Young n*ggas stirring up sh*t on the Perc and they working

When the stick kick back, it was cursing
I don’t even f*ck on that b*tch, she a catfish in person
Grew up doing all the dirty work
I’m on the dope, I’m on like thirty perc
Hood n*gga, put the Drake in the b*tch purse
Get the f*ck 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 … first
These n*ggas, they acting Empire like Lucious
Get caught in that jam and they talking to Buford

I gotta get it, ain’t an option
Real n*gga, 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

You a fake n*gga, I can tell by your posture
I’m really getting used to steak and lobster
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson

Yeah, Luciano top shotter
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper
When the trap stay hitting, it may beat up his block
Hoodrich sh*t, we the new Illuminati

I beat it up, back it in, doing karate
Pull your block with the draco out the Mazi
Real street n*gga, these n*ggas imposters
I ain’t never even had an option

Yeah, these n*ggas know what the f*ck going on
Pablo Juan, shawty got rich in the slums
Bad b*tch 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 a priest’s son
Shut the f*ck up, I don’t know how to run
20-pointer, water look like a pond
Who is that n*gga, he think he the sh*t
All this designer, I can’t even pick

Passing that ho, I just got an assist
Flexing on n*ggas just because I’m rich
She got some lips, she give the dick a kiss
Quit hating, acting like a little b*tch

I gotta get it, ain’t an option
Real n*gga, 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

You a fake n*gga, I can tell by your posture
I’m really getting used to steak and lobster
Homicide boy, gotta keep a chopper
I cut the pound and my neighbor on Dawson

Yeah, Luciano top shotter
I came in with GooNew, he came with a chopper
When the trap stay hitting, it may beat up his block
Hoodrich sh*t, we the new Illuminati

I beat it up, back it in, doing karate
Pull your block with the draco out the Mazi
Real street n*gga, these n*ggas imposters
I ain’t never even had an option…

➤ Produced by Spiffy Global
Album: Luciano 2.0
Lil Dude & Hoodrich Pablo 2018