Chosen One - Stay Schemin'

We up
Ain't no problem I'm prolly gon t up
Tryna make an Impala a Beamer
With the strap I got stripes like Adidas
They be cap they don't ride with no heaters
Ohh la la oh my God when they see us
On my mom imma grind if I'm breathing
They Tryna get at me Imma stay scheming

I'm working to do better
Ice on my neck I'm rocking that flu weather
Mix the old cheese with the new cheddar
I got diamonds on me and they 2 stepping
I be rhyming ode it get too hectic
If I slide I'm on G.O. I'm too reckless
I be feeling 30 I shoot better
C-3PO I'm talking to who ever
I gotta
Stack up the Benjis
We ain't lack keep the strap in the Bentley
I put some cheese on a rat if snitching
And If its beef got the spatula wit me
Lil shawty lovin' it, my mackin' is different
I'm super litty I'm spectacular wit it
You see the vision like a fraction I split him
Tryna get the green gotta bag up the spinach
Lately we been winning 'cause

We up
Ain't no problem I'm prolly gon t up
Tryna make an Impala a Beamer
With the strap I got stripes like Adidas
They be cap they don't ride with no heaters
Ohh la la oh my God when they see us
On my mom imma grind if I'm breathing
They tryna get at me Imma stay scheming

Tired of you man it's me time
I could bag ya lil shawty whole crew in a Nissan
Ain't tryna talk to no peon
Imma big dawg I ain't stressing no feline
If he say he better then he Lying
He talk like he got it he prolly think we blind
Bronem light up ya block hit yo spot make it neon
Threw her heart at me now she think we something we not
Dubbin that shawty you ain't for me
But I might come back if u got something I need
I might double back when I see the physique
But I'm done with lil shawty, ain't cuffing a skeez
I ain't tryna die young or get fed time
Imma make it up all on the head lines
They was sleep now they ain't got no bed time
Imma shoot for my goals, Deadeye

We up
Ain't no problem I'm prolly gon t up
Tryna make an Impala a Beamer
With the strap I got stripes like Adidas
They be cap they don't ride with no heaters
Ohh la la oh my God when they see us
On my mom imma grind if I'm breathing
They tryna get at me Imma stay scheming

Written by:
Khemal Allah

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