No Option

I take a look around ain't nothing brand new

But the brand A clothes and a couple tattoos

City going nuts like a fucking cashew

I'm the man in my city, don't get it confused

LA every day, west side, deuce deuce, neighborhood soo wu

What side do you choose?

Green in my eyes, red fire in my lungs

These diamonds blue don't hold your tongue

You can suck this dick, got an issue hit her

Shots fired, pistol spitta before your name, do you remember?

It's what it's gonna say when I'm through with you nigga

I don't hold no grudge, just hold my nuts

Made it the game, put a hole in ya tux

Oohhh kill em

Ho don't fuck!

All she say, nigga ho don't fuck

Middle fingers stuck to the world on edge

Might jump but a nigga can't feel my legs

I'm high on the moon tryna plant my flag, for the team got a dream but I ain't slept yet

All you niggas robots, got a fat ass blunt I'ma role model

I don't need no co-op, goin for the win it's no option

Yup, it's no option

Yup, it's no option

Yup, look around it's no option

Yup, tell me what you know bout it

Light work, this a free throw doe

I blow strong, nigga strong arm Debo doe

I got the ice tea range and the beat coco

I say, ice-t TV and coco, that's coco like cocaine nigga be snow though

Drop the ice in the pot and whip three more doe

Know a chick named Sheneneh that move a lot of yay yay

That say a girlfriend get the key low low

I might have dropped outta college, but I mastered cash

I get the old school scratch grand master flash

You looking like Chris Cross with a bag of hash

Because you must be high with you backwards ass, ballin'

Niggas work at Walmart, where they play at

Turn em into a Target when I show then where the K at

Say Jack, I'm wheelin' in the fortune, lay back

Rain like April, but I might bring may back, or my back

'Cause my neck and my back aching

My mack and my tech for my slab of bacon

The back and here I made it, I made em take it

I innovated, I made em state it when they debate it

I'm checking niggas my nigga who play make it take it

They just faking, I take it say they I wouldn't make it

Damn Ink, what these niggas ain't learned it before

I make home look good like the furniture store, King!

Yup, it's no option

Yup, it's no option

Yup, look around it's no option

Yup, tell me what you know bout it

I'm about a hundred is a hundred could be

'Cause my whole motherfucking ghetto coming with me

I'm a king so my thousand dollar sneakers on the gas of the phantom

Means there's rose petals under my feet

Yes Lord, yes Lord, get stepped on nigga, step off

'Cause asking if there's a nigga better than me

That's just gon get you crickets, you might as well buy a pet frog

Hold up, I said look you whylin', rookie stop it

If we was in school I woulda shook ya pocket

Took your wallet, your girl say the dick game money

She just want me to hold the pussy hostage

I drop the top down, look it's ostrich

My links is juicy like I'm cooking sausage

I threw the wheels on, lift the ass up

Look like I got the Chevy pussy poppin, King!

Sitting leaning back and my seat feel fifteen feet high over ya reach, roll up

Downtown nigga hood gonna speed check your IG, that OG

Before for my name is stuffed inside of a swisher

Switching lane no sign of slipping

Killing the strip no sign of a siren

Sipping straight, stop chasing my high man

I can't lose nigga too unlikely

Ain't no tie when I lace my Nike's

Nightly money sleep on the nightstand next to the bible

Holy, amen, I am more than a man and a monster

Me and the mafia fuck your squadron

Kid Ink King Los, they don't want problems

But you leave us no option

Yup, it's no option

Yup, it's no option

Yup, look around it's no option

Yup, tell me what you know bout it