[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 Nomi
I do no flaggin', dog, been snappin', dog
And I'm Z'd up 'til the feet up, I be zig-zaggin', dog
All I want to do is get a b*tch and fu*k hеr 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 in the Yota, smoking ZaZa, pulling up to McDonald's
Heard you got some guala, don't be stupid, all my ni**as robbers
Heard you want some problems, keep it cute, 'cause all my ni**as 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(Buddah Bless this beat)
I was serving dope fiends, I was selling Nomi
I do no flaggin', dog, been snappin', dog
And I'm Z'd up 'til the feet up, I be zig-zaggin', dog
All I want to do is get a b*tch and fu*k 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 'jects
And I'm putting bricks back in the bricks and I'm paying everybody rent
ni**as say they ain't going for sh*t, but everybody went
I be jacking and wacking, ni**a, 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 ni**as ain't got no mind, them boys get Jesus outta here
My ni**as 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 ni**as don't make no sense, his name fu*king wam, bam
I love that ni**a to death, I'll shed a tear if ion't see him
Ah, everybody know I rob, but I ain't talking Van Dam
I have a shoot-out at the park, ni**a, I ain't never play around