RIDICULOUSNESS (feat. Ballout) - Chief Keef/Mike Will Made It.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Keith Cozart/Michael Len Williams II/Ernest Day Jr.
[00:27.936]Goin' one-forty nine in a fifty-five
[00:30.280]Fifty-five
[00:31.112]You might see me in the sky, I be really high Yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:34.728]Foreign truck, b***h, ain't nothin' basic Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[00:37.513]Smoked a whole blunt, the b***h said, "Why you facin'?
[00:40.955]B***h, you ain't my brother, you can't hit my blunt
[00:43.679]Nope
[00:44.106]Lookin' like that nigga and I feel like that That nigga
[00:47.225]Puffin' flute, saxophone, clarinet, aye
[00:50.391]Skinny jeans on, tryna stuff the racks
[00:53.875]Nigga, we don't fall in love with these b*****s
[00:57.059]I ain't goin' out in public with these b*****s
[00:59.515]Uh-uh
[01:00.079]She suck me, she suck you, ooh, she vicious, aye
[01:03.301]All these hoes be actin' like boujee b*****s
[01:06.713]These hoes can't drive, that shit too ridiculous
[01:09.611]Somebody call Rob, my watch too ridiculous
[01:12.343]Too ridiculous
[01:12.987]Young niggas still on this road to riches
[01:15.422]Road to riches
[01:16.352]This dumb ass nigga spent his cash on dope and b*****s
[01:18.776]Dope and b*****s
[01:20.623]Grandma say I be on too much ridiculousness, aye
[01:24.674]No computer, we'll rig a nigga shit, aye
[01:27.769]No computer, we'll a fix a nigga shit, aye
[01:30.887]There go his block, tryna whip that nigga shit, aye
[01:34.340]Call Will, we finna hit that nigga shit, aye
[01:37.495]Atlanta truck, Ludacris, disturb the peace
[01:40.015]Disturb the peace
[01:40.895]Who you buyin' them pills from?
[01:42.402]They servin' bleach
[01:43.298]They servin' bleach
[01:43.961]I got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here?
[01:47.348]We done lost a couple soldiers, but we still here
[01:50.673]In the V10 rollin' like a wheelchair
[01:53.237]Skrrt
[01:53.956]Brick ass nigga, we got steel fare, aye
[01:56.433]Bow-bow-bow
[01:59.876]Two-tone cuban, you might see me in Cuba, aye Bling, bling
[02:04.541]Frozen 'cause my jewelry
[02:06.229]Them ain't VVS's, you got yo' necklace from a fooler, aye
[02:09.116]From a fool
[02:10.956]They sold you that and fooled you
[02:11.608]Fooled you
[02:12.416]My youngin' nem would've got to blowin' at the jeweler, aye
[02:15.524]Bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow
[02:17.625]Slippin' the PT Cruiser
[02:18.984]You know my shit fast, you think it ain't how we be cruisin', aye
[02:23.645]B***h, it's jewelry on the jewelry
[02:25.148]Goin' to school to be a doctor, so I asked her can she cure me, aye
[02:29.763]Seven hundred horses, call Polo
[02:31.914]Nigga, we were lookin' for you, nigga, Marco Polo
[02:37.863]Grandma say I be on too much ridiculousness, aye
[02:41.889]No computer, we'll rig a nigga shit, aye
[02:45.230]No computer, we'll fix a nigga shit, aye Skrrt, skrrt
[02:48.190]There go his block, tryna whip that nigga shit, aye
[02:51.534]Call Will, we finna hit that nigga shit, aye
[02:54.450]Bow-bow-bow
[02:54.779]Atlanta truck, Ludacris, disturb the peace
[02:57.206]Disturb the peace
[02:58.043]Who you buyin' them pills from? They servin' bleach
[03:00.303]They servin' bleach
[03:01.137]I got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here?
[03:04.665]We done lost a couple soldiers, but we still here
[03:07.772]In the V10 rollin' like a wheelchair Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[03:11.485]Brick ass nigga, we got steel fare, aye Bow, bow, bow
[03:17.444]New foreigns outside, they ain't leased
[03:20.769]Niggas say he in his bag, not more than me
[03:23.983]Trap house bigger than Uncle Phil crib
[03:27.649]Nigga, and my momma don't even live here
[03:30.874]Standin' on the counters and the steel chairs
[03:33.994]Pushin' old money with a wheelchair
[03:37.267]Call me ballout baby, the Pillsbury
[03:39.874]On the tour bus and we hit a damn deer
[03:43.248]Fresh as hell, and ain't goin' to no cemetery
[03:47.151]Nigga, don't get put on the obituar-
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作曲 : Keith Cozart/Michael Len Williams II/Ernest Day Jr.
Goin' one-forty nine in a fifty-five
Fifty-five
You might see me in the sky, I be really high Yeah, yeah, yeah
Foreign truck, b***h, ain't nothin' basic Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Smoked a whole blunt, the b***h said, "Why you facin'?
B***h, you ain't my brother, you can't hit my blunt
Nope
Lookin' like that nigga and I feel like that That nigga
Puffin' flute, saxophone, clarinet, aye
Skinny jeans on, tryna stuff the racks
Nigga, we don't fall in love with these b*****s
I ain't goin' out in public with these b*****s
Uh-uh
She suck me, she suck you, ooh, she vicious, aye
All these hoes be actin' like boujee b*****s
These hoes can't drive, that shit too ridiculous
Somebody call Rob, my watch too ridiculous
Too ridiculous
Young niggas still on this road to riches
Road to riches
This dumb ass nigga spent his cash on dope and b*****s
Dope and b*****s
Grandma say I be on too much ridiculousness, aye
No computer, we'll rig a nigga shit, aye
No computer, we'll a fix a nigga shit, aye
There go his block, tryna whip that nigga shit, aye
Call Will, we finna hit that nigga shit, aye
Atlanta truck, Ludacris, disturb the peace
Disturb the peace
Who you buyin' them pills from?
They servin' bleach
They servin' bleach
I got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here?
We done lost a couple soldiers, but we still here
In the V10 rollin' like a wheelchair
Skrrt
Brick ass nigga, we got steel fare, aye
Bow-bow-bow
Two-tone cuban, you might see me in Cuba, aye Bling, bling
Frozen 'cause my jewelry
Them ain't VVS's, you got yo' necklace from a fooler, aye
From a fool
They sold you that and fooled you
Fooled you
My youngin' nem would've got to blowin' at the jeweler, aye
Bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow
Slippin' the PT Cruiser
You know my shit fast, you think it ain't how we be cruisin', aye
B***h, it's jewelry on the jewelry
Goin' to school to be a doctor, so I asked her can she cure me, aye
Seven hundred horses, call Polo
Nigga, we were lookin' for you, nigga, Marco Polo
Grandma say I be on too much ridiculousness, aye
No computer, we'll rig a nigga shit, aye
No computer, we'll fix a nigga shit, aye Skrrt, skrrt
There go his block, tryna whip that nigga shit, aye
Call Will, we finna hit that nigga shit, aye
Bow-bow-bow
Atlanta truck, Ludacris, disturb the peace
Disturb the peace
Who you buyin' them pills from? They servin' bleach
They servin' bleach
I got a condo on my neck, who wanna live here?
We done lost a couple soldiers, but we still here
In the V10 rollin' like a wheelchair Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Brick ass nigga, we got steel fare, aye Bow, bow, bow
New foreigns outside, they ain't leased
Niggas say he in his bag, not more than me
Trap house bigger than Uncle Phil crib
Nigga, and my momma don't even live here
Standin' on the counters and the steel chairs
Pushin' old money with a wheelchair
Call me ballout baby, the Pillsbury
On the tour bus and we hit a damn deer
Fresh as hell, and ain't goin' to no cemetery
Nigga, don't get put on the obituar-