Make Sense

[Intro]
Next up, yeah double cup
Yeah
Based1 got them bands, ho

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can’t pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch

[Verse 1]
And then I lane switch
These bitches love me, got money and yeah I’m famous
We come from nothing steppin on, leave you brainless
We kill them softly leave his body in the pavement
Too many bullets we shootin' that GTA shit
That nigga wasted
And these niggas really mad, yeah they hatin'
And I had to get a bag 'cause I made it
She said she want it from the back, I go waste in
My niggas too efficient
These niggas claiming that they royal, I gotta blow the whistle
My niggas turnin' all to steel 'cause I get the pistol
These choppas aiming for your head and they won't miss you
These bullets gonna kiss you

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, my diamonds they shinin' yeah they dangerous
Niggas claimin’ they loyal but they can’t hang with us
'Cause it’s all we got nigga and we dangeorus
And it's all we need nigga you can't bang with us

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can’t pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch

[Verse 2]
I had to run up my bag and now they mad at me
Know these niggas is trash it's all causuality
My niggas up now, I need a bust down
And I was runnin' to the money took the fast route
You take the bust now
You better back down
And I was dead broke, nigga can't relax now
And now I'm up nigga, they know I'm true to this
She wanna fuck niggas, because I'm super rich
And that's a man down nigga
Just put your hands down nigga
I'm getting bands now nigga
And now they mad at me
Lil nigga after school servin' facilities
I was runnin' out on past couldn't tackle me

[Post-Chorus]
Do what I want nigga
This school is searching me, keep the choppas and trunks nigga
I'm throwin' bullets down the field and you love nigga
I wouldn't try me nobody can trust. ain't love nigga
No we can't fuck with them

[Chorus]
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch
This shit don't make sense
Claiming that you was a shooter but you on the bench
Saying you got hella money, you can't pay your rent
Seeing your bitch is a dime, she a basic bitch
Yeah, she a basic bitch