RIDICULOUSNESS 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 fall in love with 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 (Damn)
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 rig 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 buyin' pills from? They servin' 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]
Ayy, 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 rig 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 buyin' pills from? They servin' 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)
[Outro: 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 ain'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 damn deer
Fresh as hell and I ain't goin' to no cemetery
n*gga, don't get put on a obituary