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letra de dont make no sense - youngboy never broke again

(chorus)
i feel like i’m guccie mane in 2006
all these diamond dancin’ on my f-ckin’ neck cost like 4 bricks
and the way that i be totin on that strap don’t make no sense
he a million dollar n-gg- but be posted in the bricks
it make no sense (yeahh)
it make no sense (ooohh)
it make no sense (godd-mn)
make no sense (nuu uuh)
make no sense (nuu uhh)
make no sense (aa youngboy)
make no sense (nahh)
it make no sense

(verse 1)
i can hit. i can whip it. i can bag it. i can stash it
i can trap out like a m-th- f-cka’
and you know me b-tch i just bought another 30 burner
i whip too hard so i got ike and mitch got tina turner
it don’t make sense im not alright b-tch i’ll put you under
ain’t cut too much. i got that sh-t that make em tweak like d-mn
can’t be in front the trap too much the world know who i am
this sh-t ain’t sweet who close to me i see ’em hatin’ like d-mn
all i know get the money still gon’ be that slam
like n-gg- ah, n-gg—, n-gg- b-tch, n-gg- bow
where my jewelry? f-ck that jewelry

i feel like i’m guccie mane in 2006
all these diamond dancin’ on my f-ckin’ neck cost like 4 bricks
and the way that i be totin’ on that strap don’t make no sense
he a million dollar n-gg- but be posted in the bricks
it make no sense (yeahh)
it make no sense (ooohh)
it make no sense (godd-mn)
make no sense (nuu uuh)
make no sense (nuu uhh)
make no sense (aa youngboy)
make no sense (nahh)
it make no sense

(verse 2)
4ktre bob i been that b-tch you know its me
tell ’em n-gg-s i say f-ck ’em
these hoes ain’t sh-t they want my cash so i’ll never love ’em
i flash and beat a n-gg- -ss with this 50 bar (dont need no clip)
on tv i can tell my youngin’ hit ’em with the cutta
this a boy real n-gg- blessed em with that boy and he said yeaaa
he out that 8 you play he shoot you in yo’ face
northside bullets flyin’ back to back b-tch when we ride
i’m convicted but its a issue i’ll slide for a slide
die today b-tch they say 4 p-ssy n-gg-s died ‘fore i died (slime)

(chorus)
i feel like i’m guccie mane in 2006
all these diamond dancin’ on my f-ckin’ neck cost like 4 bricks
and the way that i be tottin on that strap don’t make no sense
he a million dollar n-gg- but be posted in the bricks
it make no sense (yeahh)
it make no sense (ooohh)
it make no sense (godd-mn)
make no sense (nuu uuh)
make no sense (nuu uhh)
make no sense (aa youngboy)
make no sense (nahh)
it make no sense

- youngboy never broke again

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