paroles de chanson Senseless - Kodak Black
(Buddah
Bless
this
beat)
Don't
make
no
sense
How
I'm
rappin'
and
I'm
thuggin',
dog
Don't
make
no
sense
I
be
gettin'
all
this
money,
dog
It
don't
make
no
sense
Know
where
I'm
steppin',
dog
It
don't
make
no
sense,
yeah
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
14
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
bitch
and
fuck
hеr
raw
All
I
want
to
do
is
hit
a
lick,
then
hit
the
mall
(yeah)
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
niggas
robbers
Heard
you
want
some
problems
Keep
it
cute,
'cause
all
my
niggas
shottas
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
14
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
bitch
and
fuck
her
raw
All
I
want
to
do
is
hit
a
lick,
then
hit
the
mall
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
Niggas
say
they
ain't
going
for
shit,
but
everybody
went
I
be
jacking
and
wacking,
nigga,
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
niggas
ain't
got
no
mind,
them
boys
get
Jesus
outta
here
My
niggas
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
niggas
don't
make
no
sense,
his
name
fucking
wam,
bam
I
love
that
nigga
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,
nigga,
I
ain't
never
play
around
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