Chords for YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Audio]

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I feel like I'm Gucci Man in 2006 I [A#] leave diamonds dancin' on [F#] my fuckin' neck
I fly for weeks Ain't [Fm] no way that I be talkin' on this trap
don't make no sense [A#] He a million dollar nigga [F#] but be posted in
the [Fm] bigs, uh It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense,
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uh It make no sense, [F#] uh, uh, make no sense,
[Fm] uh Make no sense, uh, uh, make no se [A#]-eh-eh-eh-um-uh
Make no sense, [F#] uh, it make no sense, [Fm] uh I could hit it, I could whip it, I could bang
it I could stash it, I could trap out like a motherfucker
And you know me, [A#] bitch, I just bought another 30, [F#] bruh
I whip too hard so [Fm] I got Ake and me got Tina Turner
It don't make sense, I'm [A#] not alright, bitch, I'll put you [F#] under
Ain't cut too much, I [Fm] got that shit that make them twit like, damn
Can't be in front, the [A#] trap too much, the world know who I [F#] am
This shit ain't sweet, who [Fm] close to me, I see him hang like, damn
All I know, get the [A#] money, still gon' be the one to [F#] slam
Like nigga, uh, [Fm] nigga, nigga, bitch, nigga, blah
_ I been like on Gucci Mane in _ 2006 [A#] All these diamonds dancing on my [F#] fucking niggas
like for bricks [Fm] And the way that I be talking on that strut
don't make no sense [A#] He a million dollar nigga, [F#] but be posting
in the bricks, [Fm] uh, uh, it make no sense, uh, uh, make no sense,
[A#] uh, uh, it make no sense, [F#] uh, uh, make no sense, [Fm] uh, uh, make no sense, uh, uh, make
no se-eh [A#]-eh-eh-um-uh Make no sense, [F#] uh, it make no sense, [Fm] uh
Fuck that trophy, B.O..P. I been that bitch, you know this me Tell them niggas I say fuck em These hoes ain't shit, they [A#] want my cash, so I never [F#] love em I flash and beat a [Fm] nigga ass with this finney On TV, [A#] I could tell my yin, can't hit him with the [F#] cutter _ _ [Fm] That's a boy, real nigga, bless them with that boy, he say yeah [A#]-eh He out there, ain't you play, [F#] he shoot you in your face [Fm] Northside, bullets flying Back to back, bitch, when we ride I'm [A#] convicted, but it's the issue, [F#] I slide for a slide Got [Fm] a day, bitch, they say four-four, the niggas die before I die, slide I feel like on Gucci Mane in _ 2006 All [A#] these diamonds dancing on my [F#] fucking neck I fly for weeks Ain't [Fm] no way that I be talking on that strap Don't make no sense He [A#] a million dollar nigga, but [F#] be posting in the bitch, [Fm] uh, uh, it make no sense, uh, uh, it make no sense, [A#] uh, uh, it make no sense, [F#] uh, uh, make no sense, uh, [Fm] uh, make no sense, uh, uh, make no se [A#]-eh-eh-eh-um-uh Make no sense, [F#] uh, it make no sense, [Fm] slide _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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