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ridiculousness - chief keef & mike will made-it lyrics

[intro: dj trap*a*holics & chief keef]
shoutout mike will (young rari), shawn ferrari, ear drummers (rari)
what the f*ck is dirty nachos?
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, gang (yoom), gang (yoom), gang (skrrt)
duhduhduh, skuddaskuh, duhduhduh
ayy (skrrt), ayy

[verse 1: chief keef]
goin’ 149 in a 55 (yoom, 55, skrrt, skrrt)
you might see me in the sky, i be really high (dope, dope, dope)
foreign truck, b*tch, it ain’t nothin’ basic (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
smoked the whole blunt, b*tch said, “why you facin’?” (skrrt)
b*tch, you ain’t my brother, you can’t hit my blunt (no)
lookin’ like that n*gga and i feel like that (that n*gga)
puffin’ flute, saxophone, clarinet (puff, puff, puff, puff)
skinny jeans on tryna stuff the racks (ftftft, beep)
n*gga, we don’t love these b*tches (no)
i ain’t goin’ out in public with these b*tches (uh uh)
she suck me, she suck you, ooh, she vicious (uh huh)
all these hoes be actin’ like bougie b*tches (d*mn)
thеse hoes can’t drive, that sh*t too ridiculous
somеbody call rob, my watch too ridiculous (it’s too ridiculous, bling, bling, bling)
young n*gga still on his road to riches (road to riches)
this dumb n*gga spent his cash on dope and b*tches (dope and b*tches)

[chorus: chief keef]
grandma say i be on too much ridiculousness (ayy, ayy, ayy)
no computer, we’ll break a n*gga sh*t (duhduhduh, skuddaskuh)
no computer, we’ll fix a n*gga sh*t (skuddaskuh)
there go his block, john wick that n*gga’s sh*t (ayy)
call will, we finna hitch that n*gga sh*t (ayy, baow)
i named the truck ludacris, disturbin’ the peace (disturbin’ the peace)
who you buying pills from? they serving bleach (they serving bleach, bang, bang)
i got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here? (bang, bang)
we done lost a couple soldiers but we still here (bang, gang)
in the v10 rollin’ like a wheelchair (skrrt, skrrt)
brick ass n*gga, we got steel, fam, ayy (baow, bang, bang)
[verse 2: chief keef]
two*tone cuban, you might see me in cuba, ayy (bling, bling)
frozen ’cause my jewler (true)
them ain’t vvs, you got yo’ necklace from a fooler, ayy (fu*fu, fool)
they sold you that in fuji (in fuji)
my youngin’ ‘nem woulda go to blowin’ at the jeweler, ayy (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
sippin’ a pt cruisin’
you know my sh*t fast, you think it ain’t how we be cruisin’, ayy
ayy, b*tches droolin’ on the jewlery
goin’ to school to be a doctor so i asked her can she cure me, ayy
seven hundred horses call polo
n*gga, we was lookin’ for you, n*gga, marco polo

[chorus: chief keef]
grandma say i be on too much ridiculousness (ayy, ayy, ayy)
no computer, we’ll break a n*gga sh*t (duhduhduh, skuddaskuh)
no computer, we’ll fix a n*gga sh*t (skuddaskuh)
there go his block, john wick that n*gga’s sh*t (ayy)
call will, we finna hitch that n*gga sh*t (ayy, baow)
i named the truck ludacris, disturbin’ the peace (disturbin’ the peace)
who you buying pills from? they serving bleach (they serving bleach, bang, bang)
i got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here? (bang, bang)
we done lost a couple soldiers but we still here (bang, gang)
in the v10 rollin’ like a wheelchair (skrrt, skrrt)
brick ass n*gga, we got steel, fam, ayy (baow, bang, bang)
[verse 3: ballout]
new foreigns outside, they ain’t leased
n*gga say he in his bag, not more than me
trap house bigger than uncle phil crib
n*gga, and my momma don’t even live here
stuntin’ on the counters and the steel chairs
pushin’ old money with a wheelchair
call me ballout, baby, the pills bear
on the tour bus and we hit a d*mn deer
fresh as h*ll and i ain’t goin’ to no cemetery
n*gga, don’t get put on a obituary

- chief keef mike will made it lyrics

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