Don Royal - No $ense Lyrics

The way I f*ck
Shit up it don't
Make no sense
What
The way I f*ck
Shit it up it don't
Make no sense
What What
The way I f*ck

My bitch it don't
Make no sense
What
The way I f*ck
My bitch it don't
Make no sense
What What

I guess we are who we
Are To Them
I can't make this up

That pussy good as hell
My niggas I might
Pay her rent
Coogie on
Play with her coochie
Shit dog we both bent
I been on my raw flow
Cooking yup Dœp $hit
Here that bass bumping
Head bopping on
That flow $hit
Selling to the fans slow
I been on my Cole shit
Ancestors running
Through my flows
That's that ghost pen
Ain't no telling
If they want us alive
Or not
I can't ask for help
I can't ask for help
Who do I turn to
Baby
Who do I turn to
Baby
Who do I turn to
For help

Should I switch back
To that pussy power
Money let it show
Would that make a nigga
More sales shit
Never Know
But this intellect
I do collect
It's hard to keep from you
So please disrespect
And I'll dissect
Your whole mind thorough
I'm in a different lead
Born from a different breed
I just want fam to see
That this ain't no fantasy
So I still pour up slow
For the ones that are deceased
I might just sip slow
Sip slow
Roll what I need
Then fall back
I guess we are
Who we are to them
I can't ask for help
Baby
Do you know who we are to them
I can't ask for help
Do you know we are to them
I can't ask for help baby

The way I f*ck shit up
It don't make no sense
The way I f*ck my bitch
It don't make no sense
The way I stack these chips
It don't make no sense
The way I stack these M's
It don't make no sense

It don't make no sense
The way I f*ck
Shit up it don't
Make no sense
What
The way I f*ck
Shit it up it don't
Make no sense
What What
The way I f*ck
My bitch it don't
Make no sense
What
The way I f*ck
My bitch it don't
Make no sense
What What