Gutta100 - Don't Make Sense

(Gutta 100)
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Had a heart attack when he found out that I fucked his bitch
They asked how I be spending all this cash, cuz I get it quick
I thought he was tryna run down on me, but he just wanted a pic
Why would I fuck with you if you don’t fuck with me, that don’t make sense
I'm just paper chasin slime big body behind tint
Hoes be picking and choosing she gone eat this dick bc I’m lit
I went and got a Tesla so I don’t gotta pay a driver to drive my shit
I got a junkie he my favorite tester he test all my shit
Aye, aye I got a junkie, he my favorite junkie, like for real
He test all that dope before I buy, he make sure its real
I had a homie he was acting scary, cut him off he might squeal
My lil brother he caught life I hope he come home on an appeal
I’m just out here vibin yeah my eyes wide, I’m off a pill
I know how to go and hustle so I ain’t never really have to steal
I gotta make it home to my kids so you know I kill
I was dead broke, that’s the only reason that I signed that deal

My lil dawg got hit up in his homies front yard, damn that shit so fucked up
Every time I think bout juvy, I be like GG what’s up?
Counting all this goddamn dirty money I got paper cut
Why the fuck would you wife that bitch when she a goddamn slut?

What the fuck? That don’t even make no sense
I'm the coach, if yo ass ain't balling then you hittin the bench
I was just locked in jail behind the gate, now I’m getting rich
Talking bout she miss me but she ain’t write me, bitch you funny as shit

Had a heart attack when he found out that I fucked his bitch
They asked how I be spending all this cash, cuz I get it quick
I thought he was tryna run down on me, but he just wanted a pick
Why would I fuck with you if you don’t fuck with me, that don’t make sense
I'm just paper chasin slime big body behind tint
Hoes be picking and choosing she gone eat this dick bc I’m lit
I went and got a Tesla so I don’t gotta pay a driver to drive my shit
I got a junkie he my favorite tester he test all my shit
(Gutta 100)

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