Allan Kingdom - Chosen lyrics

[Verse 1: Pouya] I need me a purebred well-fed white woman With a low IQ, know I do So I choose to do what I want She want me hurtin' the stomach just like the Taco Bell do She be texting my phone talking about "it's long overdue" Told her "I just wanna be inside your throat like the flu" Give me about a week or two I'll weaken you just by the way that I speak to you Not to mention that Smith and Wesson keep 'em steppin' Second guessin' if they should f** with me Man my life is so lovely I only been alive a dub Still never pulled up to any club I'm gettin' money while I beat my dick Thank you satan for the internet Never had a manager but I'm a man of my word Young Mac Cadillac swerve by the curb [Verse 2: Allan Kingdom] Never sold purp but I'm fresh outta work Minimum wage, I don't rest on a Saturday Fresh out the p**y and fresh out the dirt Life is a movie, I'm fresh out the matinee Tell the whole office accept what I'm worth Tell my old bosses I left cause I had to play b**h I'm a faxer, aye And b**hes are after me They chase me so that's where I leave them behind me They gotta be faster, chasing this ba*tard b**h I don't ask for dates b**h I don't ask for bae I tell you do give it or gift it You bet it I'm sure like a cast away [Verse 3: Bobby Raps] b**hes f**in' up b**hes f**in' turnt You just f**in' jock This really my life Can't believe I survived Glad I'm still alive f** a 9 to 5, I do what I want, end of discussion Nothin' beats breaking bread with the people I came up with I'm 'bout my bread like Panera b**h I'm a pun like intendence Get the bigger picture, whole panorama Them dudes you ain't heard of, them big dogs you scared of Swear on my life there's no [?] I'll turn your crib in to Amsterdam My b**hes, they'll make you say "Dammit man" Your b**hes, they look like the Hamster Clan Jump out the gym like Lance Stephenson Beating these kids like I'm Adrian Peterson p**y boy get out your feelings You know you a clown, k** yourself, Robin Williams Talking sh**, I could give a f** about a b**h Mad at them shows, take it all out on me When you want some real sh**, sh** you could count on me [Outro: Allan Kingdom]