‎make-no-sense lyrics

[Verse 1: kuru]
Huh (D-D-Del-), yeah, yeah, this sh*t don't make no sense, huh (Woah, oh-oh, oh)
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, sh*t got me tense, huh
b*tch, 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
b*tch, I’m in New York and I’m with quinn, I'm with Rek’, huh
We gon' mess that b*tch up, leave that b*tch a wrеck
I was sippin' sencha, you was countin' cents
One shot, nеver mess up, I hate the suspense
And I hear the same sh*t
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 sh*t 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
f*ck, 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 sh*t, [?] 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
[Verse 2: twikipedia]
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 sh*t I might take to the casket
b*tch, 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 sh*t will get tragic, yeah
Man, if I wasn't at work, then none of this sh*t would have motherf*ckin' 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 (f*ck)

[Verse 3: twikipedia]
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