DZL - No Option lyrics

[Verse 1: Kid Ink] I take a look around ain't nothing brand new But the brand A clothes and a couple tattoos City going nuts like a f**ing cashew I'm the man in my city, don't get it confused LA every day, west side, deuce deuce, neighborhood su-woo What side do you choose? Green in my eyes, red fire in my lungs These diamonds blue don't hold your tongue You can s** this dick, got an issue hit her Shots fired, pistol spitta Before your name, do you remember? It's what it's gonna say when I'm through with you n***a I don't hold no grudge, just hold my nuts Made it the game, put a hole in ya tux Oohhh k** em, ho don't f**! All she say, n***a ho don't f** Middle fingers stuck to the world on edge Might jump but a n***a can't feel my legs I'm high on the moon tryna plant my flag For the team got a dream but I ain't slept yet All you n***as robots, got a fat a** blunt I'ma role model I don't need no co-op, goin for the win it's no option [Hook: Kid Ink] Yup, its no option (x2) Yup, look around its no option Yup, tell me what you know bout it [Verse 2: King Los] Light work, this a free throw doe I blow strong, n***a strong arm Debo doe I got the ice tea range and the beat coco I say, Ice-T TV and Coco That's coco like c**aine n***a be snow though Drop the ice in the pot and whip three more doe Know a chick named Shaneneh that move a lot of yay yay That say a girlfriend get the kilo low I might have dropped outta college, but I mastered cash I get the old school scratch grand master flash You looking like Chris Cross with a bag of hash Because you must be high with you backwards a**, ballin' n***as work at Walmart, where they play at Turn em into a Target when I show then where the K at Sajak, I'm wheelin' in the fortune, lay back Rain like April, but I might bring may back, or my back Cause my neck and my back aching My mack and my tech for my slab of bacon The bacon, they hate I made it, I make 'em take it I innovated, I made em state it when they debate it I'm checking n***as my n***a who play make it take it They just faking, I take it say they I wouldn't make it Damn Ink, what these n***as ain't learned it before I make home look good like the furniture store, King! [Hook] [Verse 3: King Los] I'm about a hundred is a hundred could be Cause my whole motherf**ing ghetto coming with me I'm a king so my thousand dollar sneakers on the gas of the phantom Means there's rose petals under my feet Yes Lord, yes Lord, get stepped on n***a, step off Cause asking if there's a n***a better than me That's just gon get you crickets, you might as well buy a pet frog Hold up, I said look you whylin', rookie stop it If we was in school I woulda shook ya pocket Took your wallet, your girl say the dick game money She just want me to hold the p**y hostage I drop the top down, look it's ostrich My links is juicy like I'm cooking sausage I threw the wheels on, lift the a** up Look like I got the Chevy p**y poppin, King! [Verse 4: Kid Ink] Sitting leaning back and my seat feel fifteen feet high over ya reach, roll up Downtown n***a hood gonna speed check your IG, that OG Before for my name is stuffed inside of a swisher Switching lane no sign of slipping k**ing the strip no sign of a siren Sipping straight, stop chasing my high man I can't lose n***a too unlikely Ain't no tie when I lace my Nike's Nightly money sleep on the nightstand next to the bible Holy, amen, I am more than a man and a monster Me and the mafia f** your squadron Kid Ink, King Los, they don't want problems But you leave us no option [Hook]