Ridiculousness Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
69, my girl, I might just do the fuckin' runnin', man
Chloroform, my bills the way I'm handin' out these elements
Treadway on the beat, I caught a murder, had to finish him
You said that you like my music, boy, that's so astonishing
I feel like the Bucks the way I'm handin' out these Giannas's
Everything I do is for myself, that's an accomplishment
I feel like the Joker, the way I'm actin' on my villain shit
Throw a punch at me, I parry it like I was punishin
The way I kick a door, I run it up, but I don't give a fuck
Semi-automatic in the closet, keep that tummy tucked
You must be retarded, lookin' at my lil' shawty butt(bus)
I don't like to flex a lot, but, lil' boy, you could come at us
Keep me a thermometer in case my fever runnin' up
I'm an alcoholic, way I'm sippin' through the sippy cup
Whoa, you don't fuck with me, I know, pull up on you in a rove
Denim jacket everywhere I go, I might lose control
Swervin' drunk up on the road, trick shot, call it duty, ghost
Rappin' hard just like a scone, Christmas presents, home alone
I get high, I'm in the zone, BO2, I'm playin' drone
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I hear a beat, I get to rappin
Block me on that reader shit, choppa on me
Knockin' niggas head off on that Jeter shit
If a nigga play automatic on that repeater shit
I don't play with none of these bitches, I don't even need a bitch, uh
But that's a game forum, choppa bullets, hit your shoulder
Got them bullets, switchin' lanes for him
Ayy, I feel like Ralph Lauren
Niggas capalot in they raps
I realized that we don't got the same norm
Ayy, this bitch want a wedding ring
Choppa on me, cuttin' up, and then it's sever things
Ayy, ayy, you must want some heaven wings
Niggas call me Drake, I do right and kill everything
Ayy, sip the wizard potion out the O.Z. with my dog No toto
Make your bitch come over here and ride the dick like Supermodo
Live your life, that's on full throttle
Yolo nigga, that's the motto
Don't forget to sip Moscato
With your hoe, my kids are swallowed
Damn it, now I'm high again
If that nigga run up, bet he get fried like a frying pan
Her head was invalid, so I told her ass to try again
Kill him to revive him, to kill him so he could die again
Ayy, just like Buddha, I'm an enlightened man
Got the Glock up on me, no fightin', so please enlighten him
Ayy, off the dome, there ain't no writin', man
The chopper with the tube lift him up, I guess we syphoned him