Yea
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Sleeping on ya nigga going to bed
Shadow the blade nigga feeling like Zed
Double G glasses and double G belt
Grind for this shit yea I grind for myself
Grind for this shit man, I just been grinding for shit man
Niggas they talk you ain't him yea
Nigga you talk you ain't him yea
Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa
Pull up to your girl, can't resist
Got you so mad cuz my nigga you pissed
Half of ya niggas be junkies
That's why yo girlies they want me
That's why yo girlies they love me
Got them in crowdies like zombies yuh
I cannot be stopped you can't lock me up
Got me some beef with designer
Lil bitch in the back wearing goyard
You don't have to cap you wont go far
And I'm feeling so great, man who can relate
I got so much up on my plate
2 phones, Kevin Gates or Baby Keem
Nigga I'm living the dream WHOA
I just woke up
I just woke up from the drank
Double cup fill it with drank
I'm getting the money I'm chasing the bag
I'm getting the money I'm hitting the bank
I f*ck on the baddie she wanna get spanked
Getting inside and examine her
F*ck her again she excited still
Shawty so sweet she like M&Ms
F*ck on your bitch she want Gucci, Chanel
I'm making the money it came in the mail
I made an M, but I'll make it again
F*ck what they say, they keep saying it still
Popping these pills, I be going insane
I just woke up and I'm hitting the bank
I just woke up and I getting the bread
Got a bitch on me she going up and down, up and down
10 out of 10 so she gets passed around, passed around
Spend a night sit down allocate the crowd
If I see the opposition then I'm gonna shoot them down
Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down
Yea
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Chinny - make no sense. (bonus) (feat. Yada!) Lyrics
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Yea
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Sleeping on ya nigga going to bed
Shadow the blade nigga feeling like Zed
Double G glasses and double G belt
Grind for this shit yea I grind for myself
Grind for this shit man, I just been grinding for shit man
Niggas they talk you ain't him yea
Nigga you talk you ain't him yea
Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa
Pull up to your girl, can't resist
Got you so mad cuz my nigga you pissed
Half of ya niggas be junkies
That's why yo girlies they want me
That's why yo girlies they love me
Got them in crowdies like zombies yuh
I cannot be stopped you can't lock me up
Got me some beef with designer
Lil bitch in the back wearing goyard
You don't have to cap you wont go far
And I'm feeling so great, man who can relate
I got so much up on my plate
2 phones, Kevin Gates or Baby Keem
Nigga I'm living the dream WHOA
I just woke up
I just woke up from the drank
Double cup fill it with drank
I'm getting the money I'm chasing the bag
I'm getting the money I'm hitting the bank
I f*ck on the baddie she wanna get spanked
Getting inside and examine her
F*ck her again she excited still
Shawty so sweet she like M&Ms
F*ck on your bitch she want Gucci, Chanel
I'm making the money it came in the mail
I made an M, but I'll make it again
F*ck what they say, they keep saying it still
Popping these pills, I be going insane
I just woke up and I'm hitting the bank
I just woke up and I getting the bread
Got a bitch on me she going up and down, up and down
10 out of 10 so she gets passed around, passed around
Spend a night sit down allocate the crowd
If I see the opposition then I'm gonna shoot them down
Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down
Yea
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Sleeping on ya nigga going to bed
Shadow the blade nigga feeling like Zed
Double G glasses and double G belt
Grind for this shit yea I grind for myself
Grind for this shit man, I just been grinding for shit man
Niggas they talk you ain't him yea
Nigga you talk you ain't him yea
Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa, Ouu whoa
Pull up to your girl, can't resist
Got you so mad cuz my nigga you pissed
Half of ya niggas be junkies
That's why yo girlies they want me
That's why yo girlies they love me
Got them in crowdies like zombies yuh
I cannot be stopped you can't lock me up
Got me some beef with designer
Lil bitch in the back wearing goyard
You don't have to cap you wont go far
And I'm feeling so great, man who can relate
I got so much up on my plate
2 phones, Kevin Gates or Baby Keem
Nigga I'm living the dream WHOA
I just woke up
I just woke up from the drank
Double cup fill it with drank
I'm getting the money I'm chasing the bag
I'm getting the money I'm hitting the bank
I f*ck on the baddie she wanna get spanked
Getting inside and examine her
F*ck her again she excited still
Shawty so sweet she like M&Ms
F*ck on your bitch she want Gucci, Chanel
I'm making the money it came in the mail
I made an M, but I'll make it again
F*ck what they say, they keep saying it still
Popping these pills, I be going insane
I just woke up and I'm hitting the bank
I just woke up and I getting the bread
Got a bitch on me she going up and down, up and down
10 out of 10 so she gets passed around, passed around
Spend a night sit down allocate the crowd
If I see the opposition then I'm gonna shoot them down
Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down
Yea
Don't think you heard what I said
I just been up here I'm making my bread
I give it my all I give hundred percent
These niggas be putting up all this fake shit
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Stop all this shit and you making a la-
Stop with this shit cuz you making no sense
Writer: Chinonso Emenogu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid