Make It Make Sense Songtext
von UnoTheActivist
Make It Make Sense Songtext
Yeah, yeah
′Nough said
(Yeah, yeah)
(Uno, I killed it)
(Dream, this shit go dummy) yeah
Make it make sense (Yeah)
Make it make sense (What? What?)
Make it make sense (What?), Yeah
Make it make sense (Yeah, dig!)
It don't make money, it don′t make cents (Yeah yeah)
The way I make this money, it don't make sense (Yeah, let's go!)
Claim they having drip, make it make sense (Dig!)
Bitches claiming dicks that they ain′t came wit it (Huh?)
Make it make sense (What?)
I′m popping a pill then popping a opp (What what?)
I'm in the Hills on Molly with thots (What what?)
Thought you was real, I guess that you not (What what?)
Yeah, this Raf and this Ricky got put on a lot
I got the sauce, I′m talking a lot
I wanted some money, I hide in the pot
Yeah, I gotta find me a shot
I gotta drop her, didn't think she was hot
I′m done with you niggas, I'm calling the shots
Thought it was game, (what) I′m connecting the dots
Had to go back to the hood and re-rock
They calling me Tetris, connecting the blocks
Cover my face, I seen the plot
They tried cutting me off and leaving me out
Sliming them out, I seen it, yeah
Look at my youngins and they like leaders now (Woah)
Everything good, if you stay true
Ain't Young Thug, but I miss my troupe
Doing the jugg, Givenchy
Telling my bitch to just stay cute
Make it make sense (Yeah)
Make it make sense (What what?)
Make it make sense (Yeah, yeah)
Make it make sense (what, dig!)
It don't make money, it don′t make cents
The way I make this money, it don′t make sense (Yeah, let's go!)
Claim they having drip, make it make sense (Yeah)
Bitches claiming dicks that they ain′t came with (Huh?)
Make it make sense
′Nough said
(Yeah, yeah)
(Uno, I killed it)
(Dream, this shit go dummy) yeah
Make it make sense (Yeah)
Make it make sense (What? What?)
Make it make sense (What?), Yeah
Make it make sense (Yeah, dig!)
It don't make money, it don′t make cents (Yeah yeah)
The way I make this money, it don't make sense (Yeah, let's go!)
Claim they having drip, make it make sense (Dig!)
Bitches claiming dicks that they ain′t came wit it (Huh?)
Make it make sense (What?)
I′m popping a pill then popping a opp (What what?)
I'm in the Hills on Molly with thots (What what?)
Thought you was real, I guess that you not (What what?)
Yeah, this Raf and this Ricky got put on a lot
I got the sauce, I′m talking a lot
I wanted some money, I hide in the pot
Yeah, I gotta find me a shot
I gotta drop her, didn't think she was hot
I′m done with you niggas, I'm calling the shots
Thought it was game, (what) I′m connecting the dots
Had to go back to the hood and re-rock
They calling me Tetris, connecting the blocks
Cover my face, I seen the plot
They tried cutting me off and leaving me out
Sliming them out, I seen it, yeah
Look at my youngins and they like leaders now (Woah)
Everything good, if you stay true
Ain't Young Thug, but I miss my troupe
Doing the jugg, Givenchy
Telling my bitch to just stay cute
Make it make sense (Yeah)
Make it make sense (What what?)
Make it make sense (Yeah, yeah)
Make it make sense (what, dig!)
It don't make money, it don′t make cents
The way I make this money, it don′t make sense (Yeah, let's go!)
Claim they having drip, make it make sense (Yeah)
Bitches claiming dicks that they ain′t came with (Huh?)
Make it make sense
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