Cocaine Option

(Intro) Worldwide where you at, Aye Europe what it do, Aye shoutout to London man, I love you, Aye Australia I love you, what it do, uh (Verse 1) When I pull that Glock out Niggas definitely gon' shoot Posted up on the block with the crack and the flu I got bitches, man the lines on the Tommy Selling high rind to the point of no molly And he got that weed Got that coke, and it's all on the hoes Bitchmob on deck, 50 bitches, 20 tecs A hundred bullets, more respect Imma roll one deep and I know I won't snitch (You know what I'm saying? I know I won't snitch, you feel me) My niggas liner, got line on the hamma Underground Atlanta, selling dope on the cameras Selling off shoes in the club Nights with the bitches I ain't denied in the club Got so many ones that I do what I want Bitch suck me, the bitches love it Bitches want to fuck me, I know I'm thuggin' Never riding 26's I know I'm thuggin' You know what I'm saying? I be trapping in the texaco Feel like a nigga from Mexico Girls call me papa 51 bitches and I feel like a doctor Doing my thing Kiss a couple bitches, and I fuck a couple hoes Nigga And it's all from slanging dope The powder, the white powder Stay in this mid-pack Niggas want that 50 round Imma lay a - down Ride with the - man Sell with the brick man You know what I'm saying? I must be strapped I got bitches and numbers, got fanny packs I got cocaine in my fannie pack When you see me jogging with my fannie pack Got cocaine in my nana strap You know what I'm saying I drop you niggas on yo back You feel me? I gotta pay these taxes Strapped up, you know I stay strapped up with the gat its - It's my protection, nigga that's my insurance In case you wanna get it You know what I'm saying In case you want to buy a house A full house, nigga, you're hole out I might rent you out Might take ya rent back And rent ya ho whole house You know what I'm saying I'll rent your ho a whole house That's the type of nigga I am Nigga get the dough out You feel me? Running in numbers, shooting bitches with the strap Don't come with that, come with that You know what I'm saying Pushing his wig back 40 with the 40 give yo ass a new six pack Selling dope in the Psshhht That's the real shh, that's the real shh Nigga that's the real Jack Herer in the back seat Cops wanna check me I ain't got nothing, man, these niggas want to see me I ain't seeing nothing man I'm just like Wayne Gretzky Skating on ice, dope big as ice You feel me? Niggas talking 'bout them lights (Bridge) Sell cocaine in them white lights Sell cocaine on them dark nights Hot nights, all night This my life, This my - This my life (Hook 1) Selling cocaine in the night, Selling cocaine in the night Tryna get my life right, Selling - in the night Selling cocaine in the night, Tryna get my light right Selling 'cane in the night, Selling cocaine in the night 'Cane in the night, Selling cocaine in the night Tryna get my life right (Verse 2) Nigga tryna sleep at night I can't see at night So where I read or write? Tryna follow my path, without reading or writing Let life just guide me I swear to god I ain't lying Niggas come through, snorting - couple lines But, I don't think I'm a fiend I don't think I do that, I ain't got no problems G See me, playing correctly Motherfuckas gotta step back, and just step on it Gotta air on problem in the grave I was - not bad See me Niggas don't understand they gotta see B Gotta fuck with me, you gon' see 3 Get your ass with the chopper Fuck them suckas man you gotta get a doctor (Hook 2) Cocaine Problems, Cocaine Problems What the cocaine problem? Niggas selling dope with the cocaine options Niggas selling dope with the cocaine options