Make No Sense

de Lil Skies

Ayo, Jee, you did it again)
Ayy, ayy
(Tahj Money)
Ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah
Yeah, woah-oh, woah-oh

Live a fast life, now we up, let's make a toast
Pull up in that 'Rari, we gon' skrrt off, leaving smoke
Do this for my haters 'cause them niggas do the most
She tell me that she love me, bitch, you know I am the G.O.A.T.

If I pour up in my cup, know it is a four
He say he he ridin', but he tellin' on the low
He say he gang, but that nigga ain't the bro
If I can't trust you, you can't hang, you gotta go

And that's on everything I know
Gotta keep it real, I built this shit up from the floor
Can't have snakes around me, shit be fucking up my modе
That fake shit get еxposed, that's why they don't get chose

Get crazy, show me what you about
I'ma turn you up then I'ma turn you out
Pretty little thing, she wan' put it in my mouth
She know that I'm nasty, wanna see what it's about

Yeah, turnin' up the function
Walk in with the bankroll, leave it there like it was nothin'
They might not like it, but gon' respect, that's how I'm comin'
Know I keep it real, I never fake shit, this a hundred

Live a fast life, now we up, let's make a toast
Pull up in that 'Rari, we gon' skrrt off, leaving smoke
Do this for my haters 'cause them niggas do the most
She tell me that she love me, bitch, you know I am the G.O.A.T.

If I pour up in my cup, know it is a four
He say he he ridin', but he tellin' on the low
He say he gang, but that nigga ain't the bro
If I can't trust you, you can't hang, you gotta go

(Gotta go, gotta go)
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

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