No Option

[Intro] (I'm not into you) (Yeah) [Chorus] I'm at Chrome Heart, NUMBER (N)INE Mickey (Chrome Heart, let's go, yeah) Bitch, no coke, yes, doin' old Vicky (Yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah We gon' count this bread, long as shit don't get too fed (Shh) Her cranium too monster, yeah she throwin' māthā, māthā They say they wan' conversate, but I wan' sip this red (Yeah) All my team is fed (Yeah) All my team get bread (Let's go) President in my pocket, yeah, but all them bitches dead (Dеad) They say they wan' link up, let's convеrsate with my pocket (Pocket) They talk like they doin' shit, but they don't have no rocket (Phew) Yeah, I got to do this shit, I really don't got no option (Huh) You stayin' down for so many years, before this shit got poppin' (Oh yeah) [Open Verse]