‎make-no-sense ​kuru (Ft. twikipedia)

[Verse 1: kuru]
Huh (D-D-Del-), yeah, yeah, this shit don't make no sense, huh (Woah, oh-oh, oh)
Margiela or the Yasu, I don’t know, I'm on the fence, huh
I can't rock with his ass, brodie got me bent
Yeah, they playin’ with my patience, I don't know, shit got me tense, huh
Bitch, I'm pourin' Ito En, don't care about no Tec
I-I ain't even gon' play that show unless they bring me a check
We ain't share the same feelings, left her ass on read
Bitch, I’m in New York and I’m with quinn, I'm with Rek’, huh
We gon' mess that bitch up, leave that bitch a wrеck
I was sippin' sencha, you was countin' cents
One shot, nеver mess up, I hate the suspense
And I hear the same shit
How you spent eight racks and you still look like a bum?
I’m with—, I'm with Delta, I'm with Eli, we just countin', just for fun
You a good kid, trust me, I ain't scared about your gun
Been like two fits, cost a weight but I ain't had enough
Uh, said she had enough of me, say this shit get ugly
Tell me what you want from me, but I said I ain't have it
Shoot that ball quick, huh, like the Mavericks
Fuck, with the gang, said we causin' havoc
I hit up Pongy, put the racks up in the mattress
Like, you're just tryna take me up until you spazzin'
Like, know I ain't rapped like this in a minute
Show me that shit, [?] quit it
I ain't even spend that much on a fitted, huh
Brodie gon' [?]
Hangin' with lames, I ain't goin' for that
[?] ugly ass cat
I count it up in the back of the back of the back of the back of the back of the back
Go, I had to leave the spot real quick
Hittin' my phone, they like, "ku', where you at?"
Do it for me, I ain't goin' for plaques