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otm - chosen ones lyrics

[intro: duffy]
b_tch
n_gga, i know you heard about us, n_gga
yeah (duse makin’ slaps, true)

[verse 1: duffy]
them young n_ggas trippin’, bro, they always up to somethin’
i be tryna shoot a n_gga, why they tryna royal rumble?
backpack boy, tryna make a n_gga cookie crumble
even when i’m with my shawty, got it on me, i don’t trust ’em
go and count up all the numbers, n_ggas gettin’ lapped up
movin’ how they movin’, i can tell them n_ggas scared of us
you n_ggas all mad, see the uchies we done ran up?
foul on a play, but it don’t matter, n_gga, and_one
flex on these n_ggas, act like i never had nothin’
loafy in my pocket, how you get it? b_tch, i pass for it
pull up with a hundiddy for him like he asked for it
lookin’ for the scoreboard so i can go and dance on him, n_gga
[chorus: duffy]
we them n_ggas causin’ all type of trouble
too much ice, leavin’ all type of puddles
dracos and blue pesos in the duffel
chosen ones, yeah, we got it off the mussle, b_tch
sh_t
we them n_ggas causin’ all type of trouble, n_gga
you can’t f_ck with us
chosen ones, yeah, we got it off the mussle

[verse 2: young bull]
we them n_ggas causin’ all type of static
flipped a n_gga, made him do acrobatics
chosen one, i ain’t never been to practice (nah)
stinc team, we the flu flammin’ champions
i’m a trophy so don’t act like you know me (b_tch)
mud walkin’ on a loaf and i keep pole with me
chosen one, i ain’t never been a rookie (h_ll nah)
i’m too icy, too greedy for the uchies
thirty_three shots, f_ck n_gga try to book me
pippy longstocking showin’ out, actin’ silly
slidin’ in a big body foreign, this ain’t a hemi
do the dash on 12 if they ever try to get me (f_ck 12)

[chorus: duffy]
we them n_ggas causin’ all type of trouble
too much ice, leavin’ all type of puddles
dracos and blue pesos in the duffel
chosen ones, yeah, we got it off the mussle, b_tch
sh_t
we them n_ggas causin’ all type of trouble, n_gga
you can’t f_ck with us
chosen ones, yeah, we got it off the mussle
[verse 3: blue pesos]
off the mussle, stinc team, we them n_ggas causin’ trouble
blam_blam, it’s some pesos in a louis duffel
wanna f_ck? i need a thumper, i don’t trust her
if it’s beef, holler at me when it’s comin’
all these issues with the team, n_gga, speak to me
a small fry, here’s a big mac, pipsqueak
this water on my neck, i might drown and leave him six deep
i don’t do the groupie sh_t, b_tch, you could miss me
our shooters hidin’ in the cut with the shy glizzies
i’m off of perc and some shrooms, know my mind trippin’
go on and hotbox his whip, i see five hippies
yeah, i’m known for it, i don’t even mind trippin’

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