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yung kayo - ​no sense lyrics

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​no sense lyrics
[chorus]
not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
it’s not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
i got that .45, the grip
no, i don’t play with the b+tch
the life that i live don’t exist
i’m living the life on the risk

[verse]
i’m living the life on the risk
i just put a tag on my coupe
and sometimes i got reminisce, i go reminisce on my room
what she gon do?, 40 sweepin down the broom
not playing by the rules, i done brought the diamonds, it scoot
my life is [?], birkin her purse, it’s so encouraging
i drive in excursion, i put in reverse, i whip it and burn the b+tch
i whip it and burn the b+tch, just like my rollie i got lots of cullinans
i made a play, it was on second day, i made a 100k on the field
ha+ha, if about money, don’t cry now
islands, [?] don’t cry now
rode in the benz, she got balenci the thot down
i bust on her [?], she touch on my lip and then bite down

[pre+chorus]
round, round, round
gone for the day with the pound
i told that, baby don’t make a sound, i got plenty of riches that come around
i had to look at my neck, the chain is so heavy it’s holding me down
[chorus]
not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
it’s not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
i got that .45, the grip
no, i don’t play with the b+tch
the life that i live don’t exist
i’m living the life on the risk

[verse 2]
sometimes i feel all alone
sometimes the ice look two+tone, sometimes i’m riding around
sometimes i’m riding around
i just been riding so long
you know that sh+t 24, open the door when y’all ready to ball
your b+tch would muddy the top, walkin’ rick and i’m not talking ross
n+gga you not talkin’ ross, f+ck on your b+tch then i f+ck all day long
ah, ah, ah
know she gon’ bark like a dog
i was gon’ ride in the rolls, hop in the backseat i’m charging my phone

[pre+chorus]
round, round, round
gone for the day with the pound
i told that, baby don’t make a sound, i got plenty of riches that come around
i had to look at my neck, the chain is so heavy it’s holding me down
[chorus]
not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
it’s not making sense, not making sense, not making sense
i got that .45, the grip
no, i don’t play with the b+tch
the life that i live don’t exist
i’m living the life on the risk

[outro]
let’s go



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