Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Option, artist - Post Malone. Date of issue: 08.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Option |
| Hoe, I look so clean and them motherfuckers just 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 |
| Everybody asking, “Post, 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, yeah |
| Even on the road |
| And she always be in front row, ooh 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 |
| 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 |
| Hoe, I'm so clean and them motherfuckers just 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 |
| Now she hoppin' in a old-school |
| Swimmin' in the carpool |
| Everything is all cool, ooh |
| Yeah, she told me not to tell |
| 'Bout the rumors that I heard |
| She said, “Everything was all true”, yeah |
| 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 |
| Just me and lil' mama, yeah |
| Ridin' around LA |
| Just me and lil' mama, yeah |
| We own the city, yeah |
| 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 shining |
| Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin' |
| Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage |
| Oh, oh |
| So come hop in that, ooh |
| What do you wanna do? |
| Put that dime in my coupe |
| With that gold on my tooth, oh, yeah |