no sense (Explicit) - Yung Kayo
Lyrics by：Ethan Andrade/Malachi Green
Not making sense not making sense not making sense
It's not making sense not making sense not making sense
I got that .45 the grip
No I don't play with the b***h
The life that I live don't exist
I'm living the life on the risk
I'm living the life on the risk
I just put a tag on my coupe
And sometimes I got reminisce I go reminisce on my room
What she gon do
.40 sweepin' down the broom
Not playing by the rules I done brought the diamonds it scoot
My life is Birkin her purse I'm so encouraging
I drive in Excursion I put in reverse I whip it and burn the b***h
I whip it and burn the b***h just like my rollie I got lots of Cullinans
I made a play it was on second day I made a 100k on the field
Ha-ha if about money don't cry now
Islands don't cry now
Rode in the Benz she got Balenci the thot down
I bust on her she touch on my lip and then bite down
Round round round
Going through the day with the pound
I told that baby don't make a sound
I got plenty of riches that come around
I had to look at my neck the chain is so heavy it's holding me down
Not making sense not making sense not making sense
It's not making sense not making sense not making sense
I got that .45 the grip
No I don't play with the b***h
The life that I live don't exist
I'm living the life on the risk
Sometimes I feel all alone
Sometimes the ice look two-tone sometimes I'm riding around
Sometimes I'm riding around
I just been riding so long
You know that s**t 24 open the door when y'all ready to ball
Your b***h'll muddy the top walkin' in Rick and I'm not talking Ross
N***a you not talkin' Ross f**k on your b***h then I f**k all day long
Ah ah ah
Know she gon' bark like a dog
I was gon' ride in the Rolls hop in the backseat I'm charging my phone
Round round round
Going through the day with the pound
I told that baby don't make a sound
I got plenty of riches that come around
I had to look at my neck the chain is so heavy it's holding me down
Not making sense not making sense not making sense
It's not making sense not making sense not making sense
I got that .45 the grip
No I don't play with the b***h
The life that I live don't exist
I'm living the life on the risk
Let's go