Chosen
Yeah, hell of it, yeah, I want hell of it
She the mascot for the team, yeah, these niggas, they don't get
Hella bands up in my pocket, I'ma fiend, I'ma fiend
Let them pussy talk that shit, fans say I'll win, I agree
I'ma keep ballin, till I go to the league
I got the cash, we hop out the whip, that was stolen
I'd rarely show any emotion
Put that drip on like we came out of the ocean
They know I'm the one that was chosen
Get the cash and I put that shit all back in motion
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was focused
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was chosen
First you grind, yeah, then you shine
Yeah, pussy niggas try to touch me, he get smacked with a fire
I don't know, I just get pussy, yeah, I barely try
If that nigga touch my brother, he go to the sky
Fuckin, that bitch on the wall, took her pants off, took off my bra
Dick in her throat, now she can't talk
She says too big, now she can't walk
Ya ex bitch want me, and she no hoe
Took his place, cause that nigga was broke
Show that wrist, yeah, my wrist gonna glow
My mistake, yeah I meant to say froze
Ahhh huhh We gon' chase the money
Ahhh huhh We gon' chase them hunnids
We know, he don't know
Gotta Glock in the bag like G.I. Joe
Gotta stock wit a mag, yeah bro gon blow
Gotta pop me some tags, got Celine clothes
I gotta go, blew the cash now my teeth on white gold
Cut him off cause them niggas, they fold
Show that shit, my niggas won't go
Recorded video, sex tape is in my phone
Hell nah, I didn't get my face in it
Yeah, these hoes can't expose
Glick it don't take shit from nobody
Hella bands, yeah, I swerve in that wide body
Hella high, yeah, feel like I co- pilot
In my dip so you, better not try me
Yeah, Spanish bitch, callin' me poppy
Older lightskin, call her my mommy
Who is you, nigga, you not nobody
Give you rage, nigga, like we play hockey
Yeah, hell of it, yeah, I want hell of it
She the mascot for the team, yeah, these niggas, they don't get
Hella bands up in my pocket, I'ma fiend, I'ma fiend
Let them pussy talk that shit, fans say I'll win, I agree
I'ma keep ballin, till I go to the league
I got the cash, we hop out the whip, that was stolen
I'd rarely show any emotion
Put that drip on like we came out of the ocean
They know I'm the one that was chosen
Get the cash and I put that shit all back in motion
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was focused
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was chosen
She the mascot for the team, yeah, these niggas, they don't get
Hella bands up in my pocket, I'ma fiend, I'ma fiend
Let them pussy talk that shit, fans say I'll win, I agree
I'ma keep ballin, till I go to the league
I got the cash, we hop out the whip, that was stolen
I'd rarely show any emotion
Put that drip on like we came out of the ocean
They know I'm the one that was chosen
Get the cash and I put that shit all back in motion
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was focused
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was chosen
First you grind, yeah, then you shine
Yeah, pussy niggas try to touch me, he get smacked with a fire
I don't know, I just get pussy, yeah, I barely try
If that nigga touch my brother, he go to the sky
Fuckin, that bitch on the wall, took her pants off, took off my bra
Dick in her throat, now she can't talk
She says too big, now she can't walk
Ya ex bitch want me, and she no hoe
Took his place, cause that nigga was broke
Show that wrist, yeah, my wrist gonna glow
My mistake, yeah I meant to say froze
Ahhh huhh We gon' chase the money
Ahhh huhh We gon' chase them hunnids
We know, he don't know
Gotta Glock in the bag like G.I. Joe
Gotta stock wit a mag, yeah bro gon blow
Gotta pop me some tags, got Celine clothes
I gotta go, blew the cash now my teeth on white gold
Cut him off cause them niggas, they fold
Show that shit, my niggas won't go
Recorded video, sex tape is in my phone
Hell nah, I didn't get my face in it
Yeah, these hoes can't expose
Glick it don't take shit from nobody
Hella bands, yeah, I swerve in that wide body
Hella high, yeah, feel like I co- pilot
In my dip so you, better not try me
Yeah, Spanish bitch, callin' me poppy
Older lightskin, call her my mommy
Who is you, nigga, you not nobody
Give you rage, nigga, like we play hockey
Yeah, hell of it, yeah, I want hell of it
She the mascot for the team, yeah, these niggas, they don't get
Hella bands up in my pocket, I'ma fiend, I'ma fiend
Let them pussy talk that shit, fans say I'll win, I agree
I'ma keep ballin, till I go to the league
I got the cash, we hop out the whip, that was stolen
I'd rarely show any emotion
Put that drip on like we came out of the ocean
They know I'm the one that was chosen
Get the cash and I put that shit all back in motion
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was focused
Yeah, they know I'm the one that was chosen
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Writer(s): Dakota Baker
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