Xavier Ingram - Options Lyrics

I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist
I got different
Options
Pockets stay with profits
Waiting on deposits
Wallet filled with coffins
Looking for my goddess
You so very toxic
You want your closet filled Birkins
And that Prada
She looking for a come up
And a nice meal ticket
Better wear that rubber
Cause she coming for those riches
She got a clear mission
She don't wanna be no Mrs.
Her vision Is the richest
Got damn you ambitious
I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist
It's all in Gods plan
What you wanna do
I know you been working on your physical
Looking like something out a magazine
Running game on these niggas accurately
Jackie Joyner Kerse
You an athlete
Stay on PJ's and those nice retreats
I know deep down you feeling incomplete
Broke niggas messing up your energy
I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist

I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist
I got different
Options
Pockets stay with profits
Waiting on deposits
Wallet filled with coffins
Looking for my goddess
You so very toxic
You want your closet filled Birkins
And that Prada
She looking for a come up
And a nice meal ticket
Better wear that rubber
Cause she coming for those riches
She got a clear mission
She don't wanna be no Mrs.
Her vision Is the richest
Got damn you ambitious
I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist
It's all in Gods plan
What you wanna do
I know you been working on your physical
Looking like something out a magazine
Running game on these niggas accurately
Jackie Joyner Kerse
You an athlete
Stay on PJ's and those nice retreats
I know deep down you feeling incomplete
Broke niggas messing up your energy
I got so many different options I do
They locked my brothers up
Man they treat it like a zoo
Treat em like animals
It's hard to hear the truth
I need a Rolls Royce with the stars on the roof
Yeah
Need that Richard Millie gold
Just for the wrist
Stunt on all the bitches
Used to flex on the kid
Hit her best friend
Then to me she don't exist
Looking for a come up
Had to ghost you
Can't resist