It Don’t Make No Sense

Lyrics

[Hook] Buy four bricks, my plug front me six So much money it don't make no fucking sense Once I fuck a bitch, her name, I forget it And if she suck me good I might pay her rent It don't make no sense It don't make no sense Got 100 guns nigga, I am with the shits It don't make no sense It don't make no sense How I'm trapping and I'm rapping it don't make no sense [Verse 1] Got 100 fucking guns and I be on dumb shit Got my mama texting me like Fredo that don't make no sense But I can't be lacking man you know how shit is Remember breakin in cribs tryna pay my damn rent Now I'm all up in Saks Fifth and getting what I spent Trap, smoking dope I'm just cooling with this little bitch She like: "Fredo why you got tats up on your face? You know goddamn well that don't make no goddamn sense" I'm like shut up little bitch Before I smack you into some goddamn sense Sneak dissing me, get flatlined quick Money coming fast you know that Hammertime shit [Hook] [Verse 2] That work be gone before I bust it out the package I don't fuck with rappers cause half these niggas actors Money in the closet and these bitches on my mattress Bitches kissing on me leaving lipstick on my boxers Thirty all on me, nigga I don't do no boxing Smoke a lot of swishers man, I need a couple of boxes Whatcha staring at, you a fan or an opper? Don't make me paranoia, I'm gonna reach for my chopper Call up Moocher, Juice, and Caper and they gon do the slaughter I think this nigga hating cause I fucked his baby mama 061 front street, posted ready for the drama Killing anything that ever come between my commas [Hook]