Key: F minor•
Intro 1
Chorus 1
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, slime
Verse 1
I could bag it I could stash it
And you know me, bitch,
Gb
Fm
I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech,
got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)
Bb
It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch,
I'll put you under
Gb
Fm
Ain't cut too much, I got that shit
that make them tweak, like damn
the world know who I am
Gb
Fm
This shit ain't sweet, who close to me,
I see them hatin' like damn
All I know, get that money,
Chorus 2
with my jewelry, fuck the jury
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Verse 2
It make no sense, slime
Fm
4KTrey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me
so I never love 'em
Gb
Fm
I flash and beat a nigga ass
with this .50 above him
hit 'em with the cutter
with that boy, he say yeah-eh
Fm
Bullets flying, back to back bitch when we ride
Bb
Gb
I'm convicted but issa issue I slide 'fore I slide
Chorus 3
niggas died 'fore I died (slime)
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, slime
Fm
Fm
Bb
Gb
[Fade out]
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsFm Bb Gb
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