Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make No Sense, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song AI YoungBoy 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Never Broke Again
Song language: English
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 |