Don’t Make Sense lyrics

(Gutta 100)
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Had a heart attack when he found out that I f*cked his b*tch
They asked how I be spending all this cash, cuz I get it quick
I thought he was tryna run down on me, but he just wanted a pick
Why would I f*ck with you if you don’t f*ck with me, that don’t make sense
[?] paper chasin slime big body behind [?]
Hoes be picking and choosing she gone eat this di*k bc I’m lit
I went and got a Tesla so I don’t gotta pay a driver to drive my sh*t
I got a junkie he my favorite tester he test all my sh*t

Aye, aye I got a junkie, he my favorite junkie, like for real
He test all that dope before I buy, he make sure its real
I had a homie he was acting scary, cut him off he might squeal
My lil brother he caught life I hope he come home on an appeal
I’m just out here vibin yeah my eyes wide, I’m off a pill
I know how to go and hustle so I ain’t never really have to steal
I gotta make it home to my kids so you know I kill
I was dead broke, that’s the only reason that I signed that deal

My lil dawg got hit up in his homies front yard, damn that sh*t so f*cked up
Everytime I think bout [?], I be like [?] what’s up?
Counting all this goddamn dirty money I got paper cut
Why the f*ck would you wife that b*tch when she a goddamn sl*t?

What the f*ck? That don’t even make no sense
I'm the coach, if yo ass ain't balling then you hittin the bench
I was just locked in jail behind the gate, now I’m getting rich
Talking bout she miss me but she ain’t write me, b*tch you funny as sh*t
Had a heart attack when he found out that I f*cked his b*tch
They asked how I be spending all this cash, cuz I get it quick
I thought he was tryna run down on me, but he just wanted a pick
Why would I f*ck with you if you don’t f*ck with me, that don’t make sense
[?] paper chasin slime big body behind [?]
Hoes be picking and choosing she gone eat this di*k bc I’m lit
I went and got a Tesla so I don’t gotta pay a driver to drive my sh*t
I got a junkie he my favorite tester he test all my sh*t
(Gutta 100)