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Blueface – Chose Me Lyrics

Chose Me Lyrics – Blueface

Ayy, I got issues, stripes/drip’s blue
What that cost?
Who cares? I’ma fuck the whole bag up
Bands up, everyone
No hot sauce (Sheesh)
All facts, bitch, I took the cap lock off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Yeah, ayy)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me

Blueface Baby, I ain’t choose her, she chose me (Yeah)
If you take it all at one time you gon’ OD (Oh)
Baby call me, “Baby boy”, she said I act like Jodie (Ooh)
Lately, I’ve been hittin’ these new bitches with the old me
Cold summers, I’ve been dodgin’ hot girls with the cold shoulders
I could bring Maybach in the middle of October, player
I’m hittin’ bitches and they friends, player
I ain’t choose this lifestyle, bitch, it chose me, player
Same bitches say, “Fuck me”, say, “Fuck me”, player
Big house on the hill where it’s sunny
I ain’t trippin’ off that ShadeRoom post, I get money (Yeah)
Niggas in the comments actin’ like it’s funny (Ah)
Them the ones you gotta watch for, I can see what time it is (Uh)
What I got the watch for? No more locked doors
Hard niggas take time off, they givin’ out a lot more
Time to the hardcore, free them boys, level four

Ayy, I got issues, stripes/drip’s blue
What that cost?
Who cares? I’ma fuck the whole bag up
Bands up, everyone
No hot sauce (Sheesh)
All facts, bitch, I took the cap lock off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Yeah, ayy)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me

(Where you at?)
When you talk with the jazz (With the jazz)
Blueface and Blxst
Baby is you comin’? (Where you at?)
This could be your only chance (Where you at?)
Better wake your game up, before you fuck your name up (Yeah)
Pussy and privacy (Ooh)
Lie to your nigga, bitch, you ain’t gotta lie to me (Uh-huh)
Last time I lost to my bitch playin’ hide and seek
Took too long to find her, bitch ended up findin’ me (Where you at?)
I ain’t choose this lifestyle, bitch, it chose me (Where you at?)
MIA with a bitch in Miami (Where you at?)
Baby, welcome to the party, we just tryna have a blast
Leave your nigga at the door
With all this money on the floor, you can buy a new ass
With this money on the floor
I ain’t really one of those rappers that spend money on his floor

Ayy, I got issues, stripes/drip’s blue
What that cost?
Who cares? I’ma fuck the whole bag up
Bands up, everyone
No hot sauce (Sheesh)
All facts, bitch, I took the cap lock off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me (Yeah, ayy)
Somethin’ told me
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, it just chose me