Don't Make No Sense

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm in a rush, I'm rollin' kush, I'm cookin' dope, don't interrupt Fifty bricks came in a bus, I intercept, I finish up Gucci Man, I'm sinister, politic like a senator Better yet prime minister, eat rappers for dinner, bruh From sellin' dope to sellin' 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 rockin' Chanel but she a foreigner Pull up in them twin Maseratis, yeah they identical And I bought a new Kawasaki, I'm poppin' wheelies, bruh Miami Beach police pulled me over, eh what's the ticket for? He mad cause the bitch on the back ain't from America [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense Police chase me, jumped a 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 [Verse 2: Fabolous] Don't make no goddamn sense, man it's a goddamn shame They talkin' 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 thang And I'm really sorry, I just got that Cali Rari Smokin' Northern Cal Safari while I'm eatin' calamari And these suckas can't stomach that, guess they can't digest That I'm makin' major moves and they ain't makin' progress Say "Hi" Just, y'all meet pretty Jessica Know she got that good brain, I just keep on testin' her Don't come with my package, I'mma have to kill the messenger Smell that funny shit and I'mma spray that air freshener [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense Police chase me, jumped a goddamn fence Ain't no room in the house for all these goddamn bricks So many bails 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 [Verse 3: 8Ball] No off-brand niggas run with my click Choppas so big, don't make no goddamn sense Spend a whole lot of racks on a whole lot of packs Spit a whole lot of crack on a whole lot of classics 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 twenty-eight 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 [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Now this shit really don't make no goddamn sense Police chase me, jumped a goddamn fence Ain't no room in the house for all these goddamn bricks So many bails 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