Letra de No Option - Post Malone

(Feat. [])

Ho, 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 askin', "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' with 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 (S-Class)

Little mama, she just wanna go fast (Go fast)

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass (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

Ho, 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 (Ooh)

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 (S-Class)

Little mama, she just wanna go fast (Go fast)

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass (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 (S-Class)

Little mama, she just wanna go fast (Go fast)

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass (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 (Yeah)

So come hop in that, ooh

What do you wanna do?

Put that dime in my coupe

With that gold on my tooth

Ooh, yeah

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