Caspa & Tre - Options Lyrics

You see I
Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist
I need
Prada and Gucci
Designer to match the fit
I ain't
Tryna be basic
This the life I'm tryna live
Aint gat
Time for these biddies
Know they gone come with this drip
We got options
We just artists
We see it then we want it
Ain't no stopping
My niggas driving foreign
But we modest
We taking yo bitch shopping
Cause we got options
Cause we got options
We just artists
We see it then we want it
Ain't no stopping
My niggas driving foreign
But we modest
We taking yo bitch shopping
Cause we got options
Yeah we got options
I want it
So Imma go get it
I'm running them digits
Just watch how I run it up fast
'Member them days when I was pop down
Now I'm rocking Gucci
To cover my ass
Niggas took me for a joke
Look at them niggas and laugh
Where was yall when I was broke
Leave them niggas in the past
I need a milli'
I'm tryna get litty
And f*ck up the city
Yeah yeah
I gat some bad bitches with me
Showing they ass and they titties
Pour up the D'ussé or the Henny
I'm tryna get shitty
Yeah yeah
I make it wet wet wet wet
When I rub on the kitty
See how a young nigga coming up
I'm in my bag now
Caspa had to level up
Tryna get a bag now
Oh they mad now
I'm tired being runner up
I'm f*ckin with stacks
I'm moving dem packs now
I'm on grind 'til the sun is up
Gatta get my money up
Keep the bread coming in
Dawg I gotta run it up
You see I
Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist
I need
Prada and Gucci
Designer to match the fit
I ain't
Tryna be basic
This the life I'm tryna live
Aint gat
Time for these biddies
Know they gone come with this drip
We got options
We just artists
We see it then we want it
Ain't no stopping
My niggas driving foreign
But we modest
We taking yo bitch shopping
Cause we got options
We got problems
We don't take no shit
Cause all my niggas with that war son
If you having problems
That just means you can't afford 'em
If you see my name across that check
That means I bought 'em
I said I bought 'em
You look like you wan' start sum'
I'm like who
What you tryna do
Ain't you see the crew
It's 82
Take this nigga shoes
Leave him with no clue
So get to stepping 'fore that talking reckless
Take this nigga neckless
We got hecklers
And we get to stretching
Why you think we benching
You see I
Want baguettes and diamonds all on my wrist
I need
Prada and Gucci
Designer to match the fit
I ain't
Tryna be basic
This the life I'm tryna live
Aint gat
Time for these biddies
Know they gone come with this drip
We got options
We just artists
We see it then we want it
Ain't no stopping
My niggas driving foreign
But we modest
We taking yo bitch shopping
Cause we got options
Yeah we got options