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kilimanjauri - no options lyrics

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[intro]
(renwy got the f_ckin’ sauce, boy)
(oh, no no, monte, stop, you don’t wanna be here)

[chorus]
i be walkin’ all ’round earth like i’m the top gun
yo’ b_tch, she be f_ckin’ on my bros, i’on want none
catch you runnin’ on my flow, get yo’ top done
i be f_ckin’ all these greeters up like it’s an option
got no options
goin’ through the city with protection, b_tch, it’s not a condom
i just cruise around solo dolo, find out what the opps find
every time they want some smoke, they fold, grab the knock and pop ’em

[verse]
fam green_lighted
i be with yo’ b_tch, she be laughin’, i be out here gaslightin’
when i tell her littlе nerves feel [?] tyin’
she bе playin’ with my p_ssy and my lines made no lyin’
i feel like i’m high when i get in, that’s hereditary
young free sound, bring it in, so necessary
they don’t know my literary, we don’t need yo’ commentary
shoot you like the military, why you trippin’ h_lla scary?
yeah, i get this feelin’ all the time
i feel like i’m trapped in my mind just like solitary
b_tch, you better close up the blind, this my sanctuary
bro, you either fall or you climb, i’m a visionary
a b_tch that can roll a fat blunt, that’s what gets me h_rny
gettin’ me to cut down like a stunt, you gon’ prolly mourn me
huh, if you wanna hitch with us until the early morning
b_tch, i got like every flavor drug, man, you dumb like morty
huh, that b_tch wanna clap, no, she wants to blow me
’cause the p_ssy sore after i f_ck, throw me in [?]
yeah, already super high as h_ll (watch me take another one)
i just paid an opp out to his bail (because we got out the thunder gun)
b_tch, you ain’t steppers just ‘case you got none’ to lose
let’s see if you still that from whatever once you make some blues
are you size eleven and a half? ’cause i like yo’ shoes
i ain’t talkin’ who’s, but like mj, i’m ’bout to shoot
[chorus]
i be walkin’ all ’round earth like i’m the top gun
yo’ b_tch, she be f_ckin’ on my bros, i’on want none
catch you runnin’ on my flow, get yo’ top done
i be f_ckin’ all these greeters up like it’s an option
got no options
goin’ through the city with protection, b_tch, it’s not a condom
i just cruise around solo dolo, find out what the opps find
every time they want some smoke, they fold, grab the knock and pop ’em

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