[Intro]
Wave Mechanics
Fred On Em

[Chorus]
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk, you don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself

[Verse 1]
Talk to me if you'll listen, I'm always really in the kitchen
Trap, trapping hard I'm whipping
Come in close so you come can get it
I got the .30 all on my hip and whether it's hot or cold I'm with it
I'ma pull up I'm shitting, I'm tryna play around with your kitty
It's open wound, I'm finna hit it
God's gift, young n***a I'm gifted
I'ma ride around the whole damn city, just to show them young n***as I'm with it
It's a nine or four and I'm spilling, sip the lean till a n***a get tipsy
Grab the wheel, young n***a I'm drifting
Tell my baby girl, I know I'm tripping
Ain't enough time for the week
Yeah lil shawty you be gone for a week
Pussy n***a watch yo mouth, fore you say something that you really can't speak
I'ma come around yo house, let that bih eat
I'm coming from the south, so what you say to [?]
[Chorus]
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk, you don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself

[Verse 2]
I keep climbing, shinning like a diamond
Pull up perfect timing, who that there be rhyming
Better check on him, better ask someone
Doing my thing until I'm gone
I know she gone fall in love, living my life I'm having fun
So in love, she wanna leave the club
I done gave y'all way too much
I done spent bout a hunnid and a dub, man these hoes can't get enough
But me I know I got it, that shit there can't fuck me up
Yeah I'm the right one, waiting on you to try sumn
Come through the trap or come buy sumn
I ain't gotta like you, I'll serve one
I'm doing dirt till I'm dead and gone, tell me what I'm doing wrong
I was working hard on fetty and I put my bitch in a Benzo
[Chorus]
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself
I can tell, yeah I can tell
You don't wanna talk, you don't need no help
Yeah I can tell, that you got options
By the way that you smell and the way you carried yourself