Chosen - Trippie Redd

I knew that lil' bitch from way back

Like a gamer, lil' bitch, I’ma play that

If she come to the crib, I’ma slay that (Slay that bitch)

Yeah, she gon' obey that (Yeah, yeah)

Told her clean up her act, where the maids at?

I been sippin' on Act', smokin' straight gas (Hah)

Uh, blowin' this dope (Dope)

Fuckin' this bitch and I’m takin' her soul

Diamonds 'round my neck, I glisten in gold

They just mad 'cause I was chosen (Yeah, chosen)

Because I was chosen (Chose)

'Cause I was chosen (Chose)

I’ma ball out like DeRozan (Yeah, ball)

Fuckin' his bitch and she clothe-less

Yeah, I’ma go get in my mode, bitch (Get in my mode)

Gettin' this money, stay focused (Stay focused)

Movin' around in a motion (Motion), yeah

These pussy niggas be bogus (Yeah)

Big chopper do no reloadin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Shootin' these niggas like, «Oh, shit» (Bah), damn

I’ma up the fire, fire, fire (Yeah)

Shirt all red, tie-dye, dye, dye (Yeah)

Pussy nigga, you dead, you gon' die, die, die

Runnin' from the feds, homicide-'cide-'cide, yeah

Mama gon' cry, cry, cry

Get them tears out your eye, eye, eye

Treat the pussy like a motherfuckin' prize, prize, prize

You pussy