| You say I’m preaching to choirs |
| But even the Bible had liars |
| All of my friends think I’m biased |
| To hide the bullshit don’t smell like roses |
| You treat my love like an option (Love like) |
| Bet on these hoes like an auction (An option) |
| Loyalty just ain’t that common |
| But karma’s a bitch, the sweetest revenge |
| Riding shotgun |
| All through the streets with my options |
| Don’t come for me when you got some |
| Hope it goes straight to your head |
| How does it feel in the end? |
| You think you’re safe with your secrets |
| Clearing the names from your recents |
| Gaslight and swear you on defense |
| When I’m ten steps ahead, all your shit to the left |
| You treat my love like an option (Love like) |
| Bet on these hoes like an auction (An option) |
| Loyalty just ain’t that common |
| But karma’s a bitch, the sweetest revenge |
| Riding shotgun |
| All through the streets with my options |
| Don’t come for me when you got some |
| Hope it goes straight to your head |
| How does it feel in the end? |