Chief Keef, Tadoe - Randomly lyrics

Got a hundred pounds coming in from Jamaica
Smoking on this damn purple
Like the fuckin' Lakers
I just fucked on your thot
Now she wanna date me
See these rings I rub my
Hands together like I'm Baby

White VVS, Grey SRT
It's a hellcat you hear us pass your street
We playing defense we can't let it be
You might see me pass
You smoking dope randomly
You might hear me stop and
Hit the gas randomly i might ride past and
Hear bitches spaz randomly
You might see me hop out getting gas randomly
You might see me pickin' up a bag randomly

I might randomly be in a track hawk it
I just wanna fuck her that's all yeah
Swish swish swish the basketball yeah
Mama ask did you eat your vegetables yeah
You might randomly see me in your hood
I ain't gotta explain what be understood
With the AR15 call me Elmer Fudd
Your bitch said you was sexy
Chocolate now you fudge
White diamonds 'round my neck
Like a fuckin' racist
Smoking on this thoink counting
All this damn paper
And I'm steady chasing guap
So niggas steady hating
Slap Forgis on a hawk now I’m fuckin' skating

White VVS, Grey SRT
It's a hellcat you hear us pass your street
We playing defense we can't let it be
You might see me pass
You smoking dope randomly
You might hear me stop and
Hit the gas randomly i might ride past and
Hear bitches spaz randomly
You might see me hop out getting gas randomly
You might see me pickin' up a bag randomly

Smoke out the 448 that's randomly
Walk in the club 20 grand that’s randomly
Left out the club, I ain't got no bands on me
Play with them blue berries
Split yo tangerine
Got the trap house jumping like a trampoline
Fourth person I can't be on the feds magazine
We at your head bitch
Like maybe yeah it's Maybelline
She heard my engine
She got more water than a sour crème
First I woke up with yo ho head by my dick
He the type of nigga who gon'
Kill you 'bout his bitch
Lift my wrist up that bitch
Feeling like a brick (Brr)
Big bags like I'm Santa but
I'm feeling like the Grinch
Might randomly pull up fa-fa-fa
Like World War Two
She randomly see maneuvering and text
Me like "wasn't that you"
Pick her up she saw me pour a cup
Like up give me some of that juice (Lean)
She hopped in smelled that mother fucking
Smoke she was like give me some of that too
(Dope) on the highway, dodgin' that
Black and white Ford it
But all I see is green
I don’t see black and white boy
Just told me fuck niggas my appetite boy
Squeeze that bitch like a fruit
Make strawberry lemonade boy ayy, fam

White VVS, Grey SRT
It's a hellcat you hear us pass your street
We playing defense we can't let it be
You might see me pass
You smoking dope randomly
You might hear me stop and
Hit the gas randomly i might ride past and
Hear bitches spaz randomly
You might see me hop out getting gas randomly
You might see me pickin' up a bag randomly