"Chooser" lyrics
(Rell On The Track)
Are you in the mafia?
Buffs wrapped around my head, bitches white as rice
Which one of these smooth hoes I'ma fuck tonight? (Mwah)
I got one in the head, thirty in a pipe
Send my bitch to the voicemail 'cause I'm shootin' dice (Yeah)
Got a twenty in all twenties, this shit kinda light
Tryna fit it all in these 'Miris, but they kinda tight
In a 2020 sleeve with the fluorescent lights
I ain't tryna kick it with these niggas, they know it's on sight (They know)
Opp huntin', smokin' some exotic, runnin' all the lights
Wish I ain't never fucked that bitch, pussy over hype
I'll put a check on a nigga, turn him to some Nikes (Put a check on you)
If my glasses was some shoes, they'd be some whites (White lows)
Nigga, I worked hard for this shit, it ain't come overnight
Before you be the big boss, you gotta pay the price (On God)
It's some niggas that's alive that ain't livin' life
I'll take a nigga rent, put it in a Sprite
I know some niggas that was ballin', now they out of there
Brodie got a BOGO sale comin', come and cop a pair (Buy one, get one)
Don't make me mad in the club, you get shot in there
You play rich to these hoes 'cause they not a rent (I ain't goin')
Bro'll put you on a shirt for some Prada fare
Run up in a bitch nigga's spot, what you got in there?
I just paid for a nigga haircut (For his haircut)
Got his and got his mans too, that's an and-one (Both of 'em)
I don't want your bitch, she a chooser
And she dumb, she let lil' niggas like you fool her
She leave me, that's brand new, you probably used to her
I got the bag, I ain't swipin', bitch, you do it
Been that nigga, gon' be that nigga's what you gotta know (That's what you gotta know)
Ain't nobody 'round me for nothin', niggas got a pole (Everybody)
On God, I've been shittin', nigga, since here we go (On everything)
Now I'm turned this shit around like a merry-go
Fuck a bitch, do a magic trick, she like, "Where he go?" (Where he at?)
I got an outlet the same place Lil Perry go
All the lil' kids see my chains, be like, "There he go"
Amiris off the buffaloes, need a pair of those
I got a whole bunch of hoes, but I'd trade 'em in
For my friends that I lost, wish I could see again
When I look in the mirror, bitch, I see the man (Damedot)
It's Thanksgiving when you look 'cause you see a HAM
I gotta get out of street mode when I meet my fans
Runnin' up, talkin' 'bout Damedot, I be done blew your ass
My fiend want a lil' boy, call that Peter Pan (Call that Peter Pan)
So I'm flyin' down, 'bout to meet his ass
Huh, now I'm flyin' down, 'bout to meet his ass
Play with me, I ain't gon' hit you with the pole, we gon' beat your ass
Two hundred on the— gotta do the dash (Bitch)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no cheese, broke boy, you 'bout to make me laugh
Are you in the mafia?
Buffs wrapped around my head, bitches white as rice
Which one of these smooth hoes I'ma fuck tonight? (Mwah)
I got one in the head, thirty in a pipe
Send my bitch to the voicemail 'cause I'm shootin' dice (Yeah)
Got a twenty in all twenties, this shit kinda light
Tryna fit it all in these 'Miris, but they kinda tight
In a 2020 sleeve with the fluorescent lights
I ain't tryna kick it with these niggas, they know it's on sight (They know)
Opp huntin', smokin' some exotic, runnin' all the lights
Wish I ain't never fucked that bitch, pussy over hype
I'll put a check on a nigga, turn him to some Nikes (Put a check on you)
If my glasses was some shoes, they'd be some whites (White lows)
Nigga, I worked hard for this shit, it ain't come overnight
Before you be the big boss, you gotta pay the price (On God)
It's some niggas that's alive that ain't livin' life
I'll take a nigga rent, put it in a Sprite
I know some niggas that was ballin', now they out of there
Brodie got a BOGO sale comin', come and cop a pair (Buy one, get one)
Don't make me mad in the club, you get shot in there
You play rich to these hoes 'cause they not a rent (I ain't goin')
Bro'll put you on a shirt for some Prada fare
Run up in a bitch nigga's spot, what you got in there?
I just paid for a nigga haircut (For his haircut)
Got his and got his mans too, that's an and-one (Both of 'em)
I don't want your bitch, she a chooser
And she dumb, she let lil' niggas like you fool her
She leave me, that's brand new, you probably used to her
I got the bag, I ain't swipin', bitch, you do it
Been that nigga, gon' be that nigga's what you gotta know (That's what you gotta know)
Ain't nobody 'round me for nothin', niggas got a pole (Everybody)
On God, I've been shittin', nigga, since here we go (On everything)
Now I'm turned this shit around like a merry-go
Fuck a bitch, do a magic trick, she like, "Where he go?" (Where he at?)
I got an outlet the same place Lil Perry go
All the lil' kids see my chains, be like, "There he go"
Amiris off the buffaloes, need a pair of those
I got a whole bunch of hoes, but I'd trade 'em in
For my friends that I lost, wish I could see again
When I look in the mirror, bitch, I see the man (Damedot)
It's Thanksgiving when you look 'cause you see a HAM
I gotta get out of street mode when I meet my fans
Runnin' up, talkin' 'bout Damedot, I be done blew your ass
My fiend want a lil' boy, call that Peter Pan (Call that Peter Pan)
So I'm flyin' down, 'bout to meet his ass
Huh, now I'm flyin' down, 'bout to meet his ass
Play with me, I ain't gon' hit you with the pole, we gon' beat your ass
Two hundred on the— gotta do the dash (Bitch)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no cheese, broke boy, you 'bout to make me laugh
