make-no-sense (feat. twikipedia)

Yeah, yeah, this shit don't make no sense, huh

Margiela or the Yasu, I don't know, I'm on the fence, huh

I can't rock with his ass, brodie got me bent

Yeah, they playin' with my patience

I don't know, shit got me tense, huh

Bitch, I'm pourin' Ito En, don't care about no Tec

I-I ain't even gon' play that show

Unless they bring me a check

We ain't share the same feelings, left her ass on read

Bitch, I'm in New York and I'm with quinn, I'm with Rek', huh

We gon' mess that bitch up, leave that bitch a wrеck

I was sippin' sencha, you was countin' cents

One shot, nеver mess up, I hate the suspense

And I hear the same shit

How you spent eight racks and you still look like a bum?

I'm with—, I'm with Delta

I'm with Eli, we just countin', just for fun

You a good kid, trust me, I ain't scared about your gun

Been like two fits, cost a weight but I ain't had enough

Uh, said she had enough of me, say this shit get ugly

Tell me what you want from me, but I said I ain't have it

Shoot that ball quick, huh, like the Mavericks

Fuck, with the gang, said we causin' havoc

I hit up Pongy, put the racks up in the mattress

Like, you're just tryna take me up until you spazzin'

Like, know I ain't rapped like this in a minute

Show me that shit, [?] quit it

I ain't even spend that much on a fitted, huh

Brodie gon' [?]

Hangin' with lames, I ain't goin' for that

[?] ugly ass cat

I count it up in the back of the back

Of the back of the back of the back of the back

Go, I had to leave the spot real quick

Hittin' my phone, they like, "ku', where you at?"

Do it for me, I ain't goin' for plaques

I got off my flight, now I'm laggin'

Hit up the bank and you know that I'm laughin', yeah

You want the feat', then I'm taxin'

Dirty money up inside of the mattress, yeah

Tryna tell them that I had it

Some shit I might take to the casket

Bitch, I'm in New York

And I'm tryna see everybody who was tryna see static

I buy what looks good and that's fashion

He tryna clone me then shit will get tragic, yeah

Man, if I wasn't at work

Then none of this shit would have motherfuckin' happened

Said it's okay, but I'm lying, I was just tryna get me the bad end

I tried to tell them what's up

And they tried to tell me I'm dragging (Fuck)

I've been trying (Delta)

But it's useless

Sick of acting clueless

Did it all and fell apart

Now I'm stuck crying

Covering up bruises

I can't help but lose it

It got hard to tell apart