(Buddah Bless this beat)
Don’t make no sense
How I’m rappin’ and I’m thugging, dog
Don’t make no sense
I be getting all this money, dog
It don’t make no sense
Know where I’m steppin’, dog
It don’t make no sense, yeah
In the ‘Vette with plenty killers, mixing molly with the lean
It don’t make no sense, I catch a body on the scene
Just a minor in designer, I was robbing for some jeans
2012, I was only fourteen
I was serving dope fiends, I was selling [?]
I do no flaggin’, dog, been snappin’, dog
In a seater to the feeter, I be zig-zaggin’, dog
All I want to do is get a b#tch and f#ck her raw
All I want to do is hit a lick, then hit the mall (Yeah)
Fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Amiri with the Louis Vuitton
Crack rocks samples, if you like it, you get two for one
Fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Givenchy with the Dolce Gabbana
Hotbox, sending Yola, smoking ZaZa, pulling up to McDonald’s
Heard you got some guala, don’t be stupid, all my n#gg#s robbers
Heard you want some problems, keep it cute, ’cause all my n#gg#s shottas
In the ‘Vette with plenty killers, mixing molly with the lean
It don’t make no sense, I catch a body on the scene
Just a minor in designer, I was robbing for some jeans
2012, I was only fourteen
I was serving dope fiends, I was selling [?]
I do no flaggin’, dog, been snappin’, dog
In a seater to the feeter, I be zig-zaggin’, dog
All I want to do is get a b#tch and f#ck her raw
All I want to do is hit a lick, then hit the mall
Ayy, it don’t make no sense, I’m putting sticks all in the jets
And I’m putting bricks back in the bricks and I’m paying, everybody rich
n#gg#s say they ain’t going for sh#t, but everybody with it
I be jacking and wacking, n#gg#, but I be rapping now and then
I’m gon’ bounce out with that strap, I don’t need nobody else
My n#gg#s ain’t got no mind, them boys get Jesus outta here
My n#gg#s ain’t got no mind, they’ll kick a demon outta here
Ayy, fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Balenci with Chanel
It don’t make no sense, another 3.7 M’s
My n#gg#s don’t make no sense, they ain’t f#cking, wam, bam
I love that n#gg# to death, I should’ve tell if I was [?]
Ah, everybody know I roll, but I ain’t talking Van Damme
I have a shoot-out at the park, n#gg#, I ain’t never play around
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