Lyrics Make No Sense - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Make No Sense - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Song from the album: AI YoungBoy 2
In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:10.10.2019
Song language:English
Record label:Never Broke Again
Age restrictions: 18+

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Make No Sense
I feel like I’m Justin Law in 2006
And these r6 dancing on my fucking hip it cost like 8 awps
And the way that I be toting on that strap, don’t make no sense
He a leaderboard nigga but be posted in small servers, ayy
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Make no sense, nah-uh
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah
It make no sense, slime
I could hit it, I could whip it
I could bag it, I could stash it
I could trap out like a motherfucker
And you know me, bitch, I just bought another awp burner (awp burner)
I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)
It don’t make sense, I’m not alright, bitch, I’ll put you under
Ain’t cut too much, I got that shit that make them tweak, like damn
Can’t be online too much, the whole server know who I am (I am)
This shit ain’t sweet, who close to me, I see them hatin' like damn
All I know, get that money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em
Like nigga, uh
Nigga, nigga, bitch
Nigga, bow, with my longshot, fuck the jury
I feel like I’m Justin Law in 2006
And these r6 dancing on my fucking hip it cost like 8 awps
And the way that I be toting on that strap, don’t make no sense
He a leaderboard nigga but be posted in small servers, ayy
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Make no sense, nah-uh
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah
It make no sense, slime
4K Ey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me
Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em
These hoes ain’t shit, they want my karambit, so I’ll never love 'em (Stupid
bitch)
I flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty shot (Rapid)
On Discord, I could tell my youngin hit him with the cutter (Motherfuck a nigga)
That’s a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar and he say yeah-eah
He out the Dust, you play, he shoot you in your face (Northside)
Bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride
I’m banned, but it’s an issue, I’ll slide for a slide
Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died, slime
I feel like I’m Justin Law in 2006
And these r6 dancing on my fucking hip it cost like 8 awps
And the way that I be toting on that strap, don’t make no sense
He a leaderboard nigga but be posted in small servers, ayy
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Make no sense, nah-uh
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah
It make no sense, slime

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