Chief Keef — Randomly

[Intro: Tadoe & Chief Keef] 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 [Chorus: Chief Keef] 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 [Verse 1: Chief Keef & Tadoe] 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 [Chorus: Chief Keef] 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 [Verse 2: Tadoe & Chief Keef] 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 [Chorus: Chief Keef] 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