Gucci Mane - Don't Make No Sense lyrics

Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense I'm in a rush, I'm rolling kush I'm cooking dope, don't interrupt 50 bricks came in a bus I intercept, I finished up Gucci Mane, I'm sinister Politics like a senator 30 year prime minister Eat rappers for dinner bruh From selling dope to selling big houses like a realtor I pull up in a black and black maybach like a governor Some critics say they can't understand me, I'm a southerner Bad b**h rocking chanel but she's a foreigner Pull up in them twin maseratis, yeah they identical And I bought a new Kawasaki, I'm popping wheelies bruh Miami Beach police pull me over, aye what the ticket for He mad cause the b**h on the back ain't from America Now this sh** really don't make no God damn sense Police chase but jumped the God damn fence Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Man it's a God damn shame They talking sh** from the bench Get in the God damn game I mean you boys need to chill Them n***as hot champagne n***a I do that sh** You don't do a God damn thang And I'm really sorry I just got that calarrari, smoking northern castafari While I'm eating calamari And these s**as can't stomach that Guess they can't dodge us That I'm making majors moves and they ain't making progress Say hi Jess, ya'll meet pretty Jessica Know she got that good brain, I just keep on testing her Don't come with my package, I'm a have to k** the messenger Smell some funny sh** and I'm a spray that air freshner Now this sh** really don't make no God damn sense Police chase but jumped the God damn fence Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense No off brand n***as run with my click Choppa so big, don't make no God damn sense Spent a whole lot of racks on a whole lot of packs Spent a whole lot of crack on a whole lot of track Got a b**h in every city with a whole lot of back Smoked a whole lot of weed, ate a whole lot of snacks Had 28 grams when I fell up in this b**h Smoked it all for I left, don't make no God damn sense I'm on kush, she on pills in a short short dress b**h a** so big don't make no God damn sense Gucci Mane was like ball where you get that b**h b**h a** so big don't make no God damn sense Now this sh** really don't make no God damn sense Police chase but jumped the God damn fence Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense Don't make no God damn sense Don't don't make no God damn sense