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make it make sense - bongobirch lyrics

where i come from
everyone struggling b*tch
yuh, you know i stay hustling b*tch
i’m gambling
it’s all or nothing i’m rich
this gun on my hip
i’m mean mugging a b*tch
no pointers
only carats on my wrist
y’all copping my flow
y’all parroting this
i made all my cash
ain’t inheriting sh*t
how y’all broke but act rich
make it make sense
yuh, make it make sense
it’s bongobirch and you know i got rizz
i broke up with the b*tch
now she throwing a fit
it’s bout to rain, that’s what i predict
i’ma count me a mil at the end of my shift
count on me bro i’ma stick to the script
i’m holding the grain
yeah that’s what i grip
f*ck all my haters we can’t coexist
i don’t give a f*ck about a b*tch
i ain’t worried bout it
i’ma run to the money
i’ma hurry bout it
i never miss a shot
like i’m steph curry bout it
i was in the streets
while y’all was word counting
i ain’t even had a coin
to throw in the wish fountain
had to keep pushing
you know i stay pounding
i’ma keep shooting
if i miss i rebound it
they threw away the key
but don’t know that i found it
where i come from
everyone struggling b*tch
yuh, you know i stay hustling b*tch
i’m gambling
it’s all or nothing i’m rich
this gun on my hip
i’m mean mugging a b*tch
no pointers
only carats on my wrist
y’all copping my flow
y’all parroting this
i made all my cash
ain’t inheriting sh*t
how y’all broke but act rich
make it make sense

yuh, make it make sense
i been smoking loud
since i was a kid
i’m done playing games
i ain’t talking bout squid
had to do it myself
like i went off the grid
what you need, i’m selling that reg
don’t push me, i’m too close to the edge
i’m hunting the snakes, yeah i’m cutting the hedge
i can tell by her face that she give some good head
i’m balling so hard you can’t hold me down
put a dub on yo head try to hoe me now
ain’t no one was there when i turned it around
so i won’t help y’all out
not any amount
don’t get my dawg nervous
he straight from the pound
this must be a circus
y’all act like some clowns
i won’t let you run off with even an ounce
cuz that’s like taking my food out my mouth
where i come from
everyone struggling b*tch
yuh, you know i stay hustling b*tch
i’m gambling
it’s all or nothing i’m rich
this gun on my hip
i’m mean mugging a b*tch
no pointers
only carats on my wrist
y’all copping my flow
y’all parroting this
i made all my cash
ain’t inheriting sh*t
how y’all broke but act rich
make it make sense

- bongobirch lyrics

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