It Just Makes Sense lyrics

[Intro: Fanum]
(Kaysan)
Got that sh*t on me right now
(Nealante)
Stabber
Wanum, Wanum, Wanum
Ayy
(Trill got that juice, n*gga)

[Verse: Fanum]
Ayy, I always gotta eat good, I'm a food enthusiast
This is not an act, baby, I really do this sh*t
Never tote a high point, it's unreliable
I love me a Glock-19, that’s gon' fire on you
We got the drop on your lo’, yeah we had to bet that
7.62's, like Kai, imma send dat (Cenat)
I'm not tied to the streets, but I keep ties to the streets
Walk out the club with my chains on, she wanna ride with me
Throw the shades on, when I spit, I think I'm Pluto
Beat a n*gga like karate, yeah, I'm talkin' judo
I never ate at Arby's, I am not Caucasian
I'm black, brown and proud and I f*ck with Blasians
But I'm not a racist, I f*ck on all racеs
I wear ride ups with Denim tеars then I fix my laces
I'm in Tokyo, my chauffeur Japanese
All this money got me speakin', mm, that Guapanese
I got a happy endin', shorty on her knees
Kudasai, mhm, that mean she sayin' please
Damn, and it just make sense, I only like Benjamins, lil' n*gga, you can keep the cents
Damn, and it just make sense
My lil' n*gga, he'll crash out, he don't got no sense
It just make sense, damn
Ayy, I know when a n*gga fake, I could feel it
I know when she ‘bout to nut, I could feel it
I only fear God, lil' n*gga, I would never fear you
I pray you get your life together, sh*t, I dare you
I made a mill' off GTA, now I live like Michael
My n*ggas only wanna shoot, they don't wanna fight you
Police get up on my ass and I'ma get to swervin'
Why this b*tch think I'm broke, I won't buy her a birkin
I know them old n*ggas mad, they ain't believe in me
They see me pop out, they hoes, they wanna be with me
I'm rawdogging my b*tch, she gon' text me, she late
If you owe me some money, it’s cool, just don't be late
Goin' for a money jog in my B30’s
I hate Twitter people, they weird, them n*ggas all dirty
I'ma go to the moon with this sh*t, call me Neil Armstrong
I bench 315 real easy, I really think my arms strong
I be doin' white lines, I ain't talkin' cocaine
All that money you gettin', ain’t makin' you less lame
She got a girlfriend lookin' at me, I think she bisexual
I hate groupy n*ggas in the club, they try to get right next to you
[Outro: Fanum]
Yeah, that hard? (Kaysan)
Ayy, free Rio, n*gga, free the inspiration, man
AMP sh*t, man, cypher sh*t, man
f*ck is wrong with y'all n*ggas?