Don't Make No Sense (feat. Fabolous & 8Ball)

Holiday Season

Holiday, Holiday, Holiday Season

I'm in a rush, I'm rolling kush, I'm cooking dope, don't interrupt

50 Bricks came in the bus, I intercept, I finished up

Gucci Mane I'm sinister, politic like a senator

Better yet prime minister, eat rappers for dinner, bruh

I'm selling dope to selling big houses like a realtor

I pull up in a black on black Maybach like I'm the governor

Some critics say they can't understand me, I'm a Southerner

Bad bitch, she rocking Chanel but she 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, "Hey what's the ticket for?"

He mad cause the bitch on the back ain't from America

Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense

Police chase me, jumped the goddamn fence

Ain't no room in the house for all these goddamn bricks

So many bales at the spot, don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense, man it's a goddamn shame

They talking shit from the bench, get in the goddamn game

I mean you boys need to chill, them niggas hot champagne

Nigga I do that shit, you don't do a goddamn thing

And I'm really sorry, I just got that Cali Rari

Smoking Northern Cal safari while I'm eating calamari

And these suckas can't stomach that, guess they can't digest

That I'm making major moves and they ain't making progress

Say "Hi Jess," y'all meet pretty Jessica

Know she got that good brain, I just keep on testing her

Don't come with my package, I'mma have to kill the messenger

Smell some funny shit and I'mma spray that air freshener

Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense

Police chase me, jumped the goddamn fence

Ain't no room in the house for all these goddamn bricks

So many bales at the spot, don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

No off brand niggas run with my clique

Choppas so big, don't make no goddamn sense

Spent a whole lot of racks on a whole lot of packs

Spit a whole lot of crack on a whole lot of tracks

Got a bitch in every city with a whole lot of back

Smoke a whole lot of weed, ate a whole lot of snacks

Had 28 grams when I fell up in this bitch

Smoked it all 'fore I left, don't make no goddamn sense

I'm on kush, she on pills in a short short dress

Bitch ass so big, don't make no goddamn sense

Gucci Mane was like "Ball, where you get that bitch?"

Bitch ass so big, don't make no goddamn sense

Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense

Police chase me, jumped the goddamn fence

Ain't no room in the house for all these goddamn bricks

So many bales at the spot, don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense

Don't make no goddamn sense