Senseless – Kodak Black
Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Buddah Bless this beat)
Don’t make no sense
How I’m rappin’ and I’m thugging, dog
Don’t make no sense
I be getting all this money, dog
It don’t make no sense
Know where I’m steppin’, dog
It don’t make no sense, yeah
[Chorus]
I feel like I’m Kodak Black in 2015
In the ‘Vette with plenty killers, mixing molly with the lean
It don’t make no sense, I catch a body on the scene
Just a minor in designer, I was robbing for some jeans
2012, I was only fourteen
I was serving dope fiends, I was sеlling [?]
I do no flaggin’, dog, been snappin’, dog
In a seater to the feetеr, I be zig-zaggin’, dog
All I want to do is get a bih and fk her raw
All I want to do is hit a lick, then hit the mall (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Amiri with the Louis Vuitton
Crack rocks samples, if you like it, you get two for one
Fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Givenchy with the Dolce Gabbana
Hotbox, sending Yola, smoking ZaZa, pulling up to McDonald’s
Heard you got some guala, don’t be stupid, all my ngas robbers
Heard you want some problems, keep it cute, ’cause all my ngas shottas
[Chorus]
I feel like I’m Kodak Black in 2015
In the ‘Vette with plenty killers, mixing molly with the lean
It don’t make no sense, I catch a body on the scene
Just a minor in designer, I was robbing for some jeans
2012, I was only fourteen
I was serving dope fiends, I was selling [?]
I do no flaggin’, dog, been snappin’, dog
In a seater to the feeter, I be zig-zaggin’, dog
All I want to do is get a bih and fk her raw
All I want to do is hit a lick, then hit the mall
[Verse 2]
Ayy, it don’t make no sense, I’m putting sticks all in the jets
And I’m putting bricks back in the bricks and I’m paying, everybody rich
Ngas say they ain’t going for sit, but everybody with it
I be jacking and wacking, nga, but I be rapping now and then
I’m gon’ bounce out with that strap, I don’t need nobody else
I feel like I’m Kodak Black, I don’t see nobody else
My ngas ain’t got no mind, them boys get Jesus outta here
My ngas ain’t got no mind, they’ll kick a demon outta here
Ayy, fly lifestyle, I’m rocking Balenci with Chanel
It don’t make no sense, another 3.7 M’s
My ngas don’t make no sense, they ain’t fkng, wam, bam
I love that nga to death, I should’ve tell if I was [?]
Ah, everybody know I roll, but I ain’t talking Van Damme
I have a shoot-out at the park, nga, I ain’t never play around
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