Lyrics Chosen - Trippie Redd

Chosen

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