Yeah, yeah
Know what I'm saying
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uno, I, Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah

Make it make sense, yeah
Make it make sense, what?
Make it make sense, what?
Yeah, make it make sense, dig?
It don't make money, it don't make cents
The way I make this money, it don't make sense
Claim he having drip, make it make sense
Bitches claiming dicks they ain't came with
Make it make sense

I'm popping a pill then popping a opp
I'm in the Hills on molly with thots
Thought you was real, I guess that you not
Yeah, this Raf and this Ricky got put on a lot
I got the sauce, I'm talking a lot
I wanted some money, I hopped in the pot
Yeah, I gotta find me a shot
I got a drop and the mission was hot
I'm done with you niggas, I'm calling the shots
Thought it was gang, I'm connecting the dots
Had to go back to the hood and re-rock
They calling me Tetris, connecting the blocks
Cover my face, I seen the plot
They tried cutting me off and leaving me out
Sliming them out, I seen the snot
Look at my youngins and they like, "Lead us out"
Everything good if you stay true
I ain't Young Thug but I miss my troup
Doing the [?] Givenchy
Tell my bitch to just stay cute

Make it make sense, yeah
Make it make sense, what?
Make it make sense, what?
Yeah, make it make sense, dig?
It don't make money, it don't make cents
The way I make this money, it don't make sense
Claim he having drip, make it make sense
Bitches claiming dicks they ain't came with
Make it make sense