O Escolhido (feat. Teto)
Brocasito
The Chosen One (feat. Ceiling)
10K in me, I look fancy (I look fancy)
High fashion, I have a brand (I have a brand)
I'm in the room with this bad bitch (bad bitch)
I push deep, she sits tight (ow, sit tight baby)
I'm trying to get out of the matrix (the matrix)
My baby mama is rich like Kim
And my glizzy will hit your nose (it will be pew, pew)
If any of them try against me
I feel chosen
From this matrix, I'm running away
I grab this money, I stack it
I don't think I even need this
Bitches call, it's an addiction
I'm addicted to this money
Take this money for my son
I remember him saying: I doubt it (I doubt it)
Step on the gas in this sports car
Now they believe
I feel chosen
I throw the product, cut it on the tobacco
In integrated time, I'm high
Her ass is bigger than the back of my car
I'm smoking this ice while they talk
I feel chosen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel chosen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel chosen
I smoke weed in the car
Neuroses consume me, take a drag on the cigarette
A hostile atmosphere on the road
Three hooded guys with empty talk
Yeah, uhm, I don't care about anything
The cops on my tail and I with a straight face
Yeah, smoking the wings
Leaving enemies in the sight of my bullet (paw, paw, paw, paw, paw)
If you slip, the guy shoots (paw, paw, paw, paw, paw)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just don't dirty my shirt (no, no)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thug doesn't trust (no, no, no, no, no, no, never, no, no, no)
10k in me, I look fancy (I look fancy)
High fashion, I have a brand (I have a brand)
I'm in the room with this bad bitch (bad bitch)
I push deep, she sits tight (ow, sit tight baby)
I'm trying to get out of the matrix (the matrix)
My baby mama is rich like Kim
And my glizzy will hit your nose (it will be pew, pew)
If any of them try against me
I feel chosen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel chosen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel chosen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel chosen