Chosen

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Lookin' through my wrists, still think I'm creepin' on you
Postin' up new pictures, think I'm sleepin' on you
But you know that I like that, I'm fiendin' for you
Hoes want me ahead 'cause I'm fleein' for you
[?] reserved my 'Ghini for you
You know I'll cut them hoes off or the team for you
You know you part of my story, yeah, it's green for you
It's red for you, or pink, whatever
Baby, I'm 'bout to dead him for you
I wanna make this shit public 'cause I'm ready for you
I don't do no Tiffany Blue but that's where I'm headed for you
I'm icin' out your hand, I ain't trippin' off no Instagram, I ain't wifin' up no fans
Took likes off of their pictures, it don't matter if they ain't know, as long as they know I'm fuckin' with you
And baby, I'm down with fiends, I only know why you been mad, uh
Tell me why you mad

[Chorus]
Said you feel a way
Girl, just put your phone dow and let's sway
Sway your emotions, every day
Trippin' off them hoes on the 'Gram but they ain't you so I don't understand, nah (Uh-huh)
They ain't havin' motion, no, not like you, girl
Yeah, girl, I hope you find your way through the motions
And don't you trip 'cause if I'm chosin' then you chosen, baby

[Verse 2]
She like, "Why you don't follow on the 'Gram?" (On the 'Gram)
I'm spendin' bands, I don't understand (I don't understand)
I took you shoppin' on Melrose, holdin' hands (Holdin' hands)
I told a nigga to chill before I blam, baow-baow
I'm really out on the field 'cause I'ma stand up
You know a nigga go near, girl, lift your hand up
Yeah, big rock, let's focus on them cameras
This boy never been no lie, turn their panthers
Off the North, I take it to the motherfuckin' Hamptons
Two hundred on jets, [?] we stunting out there in France with it
Girl, I like to spend big money on you, bae, you so fancy
Only do the romance if for you, baby, these hoes get wham-bam
Put you on a foreign, she want Trans-Am and Pontiac
Southside, Miami, word to Rozay, know where to find me at (Know where to find me at)
Really been about you, that's where my mind at (My mind at)
And it's really what I wanna do so nevermind that

[Chorus]
Said you feel a way (Way)
Girl, just put your phone down (Down) and let's sway (Uh)
Sway your emotions, every day
Trippin' off them hoes on the 'Gram (Yeah) but they ain't you so I don't understand, nah (Uh-huh, ooh, yeah)
They ain't havin' motion (Oh no), no, not like you, girl
Yeah, girl, I hope you find your way through the motions
And don't you trip 'cause if I'm chosin' then you chosen, baby (Chosen)

[Outro]
Oh, no, no, no
I'm tryna get to know you better
You're chosen, chosen
I'm tryna get to know you better