Trippie Redd – Chosen

Trippie Redd – Chosen Lyrics

Artist: Trippie Redd
Song: Chosen

I knew that lil’ b*tch from way back
Like a gamer, lil’ b*tch, I’ma play that
If she come to the crib, I’ma slay that (Slay that b*tch)
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 **** (****)
F*ckin’ this b*tch 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)
F*ckin’ his b*tch and she clothe-less
Yeah, I’ma go get in my mode, b*tch (Get in my mode)
Gettin’ this money, stay focused (Stay focused)

Movin’ around in a motion (Motion), yeah
These ***** n*ggas be bogus (Yeah)
Big chopper do no reloadin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shootin’ these n*ggas like, “Oh, sh*t” (Bah), damn

I’ma up the fire, fire, fire (Yeah)
Shirt all red, tie-dye, dye, dye (Yeah)
***** n*gga, 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 ***** like a motherf*ckin’ prize, prize, prize
You *****

Yeah, huh (Yeah), why would you say that?
I knew that lil’ b*tch from way back
Like a gamer, lil’ b*tch, I’ma play that
If she come to the crib, I’ma slay that (Slay that b*tch)

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 **** (****)

F*ckin’ this b*tch 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)
F*ckin’ his b*tch and she clothe-less
Yeah, had to dirty up my Sprite (My Sprite)

F*ckin’ this b*tch all night (All night)
Two million dollars on some motherf*cking ice
Shawty just left but I’m still real right, yeah (Still real right)
Told the little b*tch bye-bye

I’ma still enjoy my night
I’ma still enjoy my high, yeah (Uh)
I got ice like a freezer
Little baby an eater, I do not need her (Woo, woo)

But lil’ baby a keeper (Yeah)
I got cheese like a pizza, no Little Cae**** (Yeah, yeah)
I’m too big, ain’t no meter (Yeah)
Smoking ****, Wiz Khalifa, keep me a nina

Your b*tch fast like a cheetah
I’m with all of the slimes, and b*tch, and we B’d up
Yeah, huh (Yeah), why would you say that?
I knew that lil’ b*tch from way back

Like a gamer, lil’ b*tch, I’ma play that
If she come to the crib, I’ma slay that (Slay that b*tch)
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 **** (****)
F*ckin’ this b*tch 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)

F*ckin’ his b*tch and she clothe-less
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From the album:
A Love Letter To You 4 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2019