No Option ​iamjakehill

[Refrain]
Ho, I'm so clean and them people they all talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but, shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Everybody asking, "Jake, when is the album droppin'?"
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four-door
Now they takin' photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she been to every show
Even on the road
And she always be in front row, oh yeah
Everything that I worked for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four

[Chorus]
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her, "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah