[Verse 1: Peezy]
It don't make no sense how these n***as hating
Make no sense how these bitches fucking
They be all on Instagram, make no sense how these n***as cuffing
Team Eastside, Ghetto Boys, it make no sense how my n***as love me
If you touch a hair on my chinny chin, it make no sense how my n***as coming
Make no sense how we getting checks
It make no sense when I’m getting dressed
Got more [?] it make no sense how I mix and match
Left the club with a brown thot, it make no sense what I did to that one
Want me to front you something with no cliantell? That make no sense, n***a, give that back
I blew so much weed, popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense how I'm still woke
You on the net like you balling hard, that don’t make no sense, 'cause you still ohe
Running off with that sack to me, just don't make no sense if you still broke
If you came in here and ain't getting no cheese, it don't make no sense, what you here for?

[Chorus: Peezy]
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don't make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don’t make no sense
So much drank, it don’t make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don’t make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don’t make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don't make no sense
So much drank, it don't make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don't make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense
[Verse 2: T-R-E-Y]
So many plugs, it don't make no sense
Get it right here, we don't need no [?]
Straight lean, we don't need no lick
White T, white buffs, I don't need no fit
Scared of commitment, I don't got no chick
Bermingham [?] every pint that I hit
Rehab in Vegas, I kidnap your bitch
I know that it's making you sick
These n***as be all in my business
All in they feelings
I just be chilling, they bitches be all in my pictures
All in my comments, they follow whoever I mention
I think that I got they attention
I might sign a deal any minute
Still taking [?] priscription
Blow out the zip with the strippers
Hit all my shows with them killers
Got rentals for all of my hittas
Ain't [?] religion, I'm rocking [?] rips in my denom
Vezz went and got, and I get him
If Peezy don't like him, he finished

[Chorus: Peezy]
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don't make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don't make no sense
So much drank, it don't make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don't make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don't make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don't make no sense
So much drank, it don't make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don't make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense
[Verse 3: Icewear Vezzo]
I'm so bright, it don't make no sense
Rock so much ice, it gon' make me sick
Hoes wait in line just to taste my dick
Sell so much white, it's gon' make me rich
Platnom or gold, I can take my pick
This thirsty bitch wanna take my pic
Used to play tag when I was a kid
[?] changed, 'cause I'm still lit
Want more light, look on my wrist
This Roley [?] 41 [?]
[?] all on me glissin
Don't try and take this, I'm on my shit
Be three sticks on all my hips
Pay me money, bitch, I'm on tip
I [?] before I snitch
That's on my ma, she ain't raised no bitch
Icewear V, I'm on my way
Got a 223, but I love my K
[?] n***as, right on they way
Bitch, I got hittas, that's on P.A
Been had shooters, that's on [?]
Boy, I hit the booth [?]
I ain't gotta speak, bitches know my name
Every club I'm at, I'm on replay
[Chorus: Peezy]
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don't make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don't make no sense
So much drank, it don't make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don't make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense
So much ice, it don't make no sence
So many cars, it don't make no sense
Hit so many hoes, it don't make no sense
Count so much cheese, it don't make no sense
So much drank, it don't make no sense
So many haters, it don't make no sense
So many guns, it don't make no sense
Popped so many bottles, it don't make no sense