kilimanjauri – no options lyrics
[intro]
(renwy got the f+ckin’ sauce, boy)
(oh, no no, monte, stop, you don’t wanna be here)
[chorus]
i be walkin’ all ’round earth like i’m the top gun
yo’ b+tch, she be f+ckin’ on my bros, i’on want none
catch you runnin’ on my flow, get yo’ top done
i be f+ckin’ all these greeters up like it’s an option
got no options
goin’ through the city with protection, b+tch, it’s not a condom
i just cruise around solo dolo, find out what the opps find
every time they want some smoke, they fold, grab the knock and pop ’em
[verse]
fam green+lighted
i be with yo’ b+tch, she be laughin’, i be out here gaslightin’
when i tell her littlе nerves feel [?] tyin’
she bе playin’ with my p+ssy and my lines made no lyin’
i feel like i’m high when i get in, that’s hereditary
young free sound, bring it in, so necessary
they don’t know my literary, we don’t need yo’ commentary
shoot you like the military, why you trippin’ h+lla scary?
yeah, i get this feelin’ all the time
i feel like i’m trapped in my mind just like solitary
b+tch, you better close up the blind, this my sanctuary
bro, you either fall or you climb, i’m a visionary
a b+tch that can roll a fat blunt, that’s what gets me h+rny
gettin’ me to cut down like a stunt, you gon’ prolly mourn me
huh, if you wanna hitch with us until the early morning
b+tch, i got like every flavor drug, man, you dumb like morty
huh, that b+tch wanna clap, no, she wants to blow me
’cause the p+ssy sore after i f+ck, throw me in [?]
yeah, already super high as h+ll (watch me take another one)
i just paid an opp out to his bail (because we got out the thunder gun)
b+tch, you ain’t steppers just ‘case you got none’ to lose
let’s see if you still that from whatever once you make some blues
are you size eleven and a half? ’cause i like yo’ shoes
i ain’t talkin’ who’s, but like mj, i’m ’bout to shoot
[chorus]
i be walkin’ all ’round earth like i’m the top gun
yo’ b+tch, she be f+ckin’ on my bros, i’on want none
catch you runnin’ on my flow, get yo’ top done
i be f+ckin’ all these greeters up like it’s an option
got no options
goin’ through the city with protection, b+tch, it’s not a condom
i just cruise around solo dolo, find out what the opps find
every time they want some smoke, they fold, grab the knock and pop ’em
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