[Lyric] Homies Options (L.I.T. (Hip Hop))

That Boi Over There
Yeah He L.I.T

Cedes Set a Ting


My homie ran outta some options
Okay...
Uh
Uh


(HOOK)

My homie ran outta them options
I'm pushing weight like it's compton
Numbers running up no stopping
I ain't sharing non of my profits

We going crazy like that
Actin boojie like that
Cause Boy we got it like that
And All we do is state facts
(Verse 1)

I don't act like a boss
I just be a boss
Make moves like meech
Boy coming in deep
With no receipt
We taxin that
Drop a couple stacks
On the new black Lac
Gimme Tommy Hill figure
That's a fact
Everybody tuff till Beef get heated
And they fired just like some burgers
Everything I do boy
It's straight off the burner
Got two burners
One for the plug
Two for insurance
If I'm moving slow
Just know there's a purpose
Gotta get my homies out the can
Like God let's work this in
(Like) God let's work this in
(And) May I Please Repent
Bout all these fucking sins like...
(Hook)

My homie ran outta them options
I'm pushing weight like it's compton
Numbers running up no stopping
I ain't sharing non of my profits

We going crazy like that
Actin boojie like that
Cause Boy we got it like that
And All we do is state facts

(Verse 2)

MY HOMIES RAN OUTTA THEM OPTIONS
I pull a audible
They say they know
Everything that I outta do
When it comes to the money
I need them pesos
Might just book a flight
Out to barbados
They all in they feelings
Tell em get the fuck out
I know real ones
And They know me too
I Came from nothing
Leaned from the OGz
How to get n flip my green
They ain't really care
If the shit was legally
Or illegally
Counting that money
Oh yes in deed
Count it 5 times
Just to make it count
I'm coming in hot
Burn this bitch down
Cass said he see me
I'm feeling myself now
Ran all outta options
Had to pull a audible right now

(Outro)
And it's 4th down

5 seconds on the clock

Will I get a snap?

Will I make it drop?

Nah I made it hot Btch