Choose Up

I make em choose up I make em choose up I make em choose up Yeah, she scared of that real, she ain't motherfuckin' ready Bitch, you act bad, then I might hit your bestie Gotta hit you on the low cause I don't do the messy The bitch was crazy, I took down the bullet like Jesse I said, oops, I dropped my roof, hoe You in love with her, but that coochie was poop, tho I bet I do it better than any nigga that you know Weed taste like fruit, hoe I been told you f*ck with me, but now you on dick, though You stupid hoe, I make em choose up Got her sellin' cats out the motherfuckin' western We ain't gotta pay no tax, shout out my nigga Wesley Now Thotyana, bust it down for the motherfuckin' fetty Stop playin' with me, bitch, let a nigga suck some titties I dropped the hoe and got a new hoe One roll my weed, one braiding the new growth These niggas blood pump glucose They never catch up, these niggas is too slow Weed taste like fruit, ho I still do it better than any nigga that you know I make em choose up You in love with her, but that coochie was poop, yo I bet I do it better than any nigga that you know Weed taste like fruit, ho I still do it better than any nigga that you know Weed taste like fruit, ho I still do it better than any nigga that you know