Make No Sense
Gunna Lyrics
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And stack my chips
So much money don't make no sense
I don't know what I spent
Make me wanna cop that Benz
Ride around the town with no tint
Cash in the bag we lit
Smashed and then got in that 'Vette
I ain't got no friends
Tom Ford all over my lens
Got racks in my pants
Ride with a FN
Got steel like Pakistan
I dun flew 'cross the map again
Got shows and I got fans
Gotta count them racks again
I ain't hide my safe in the attic
Smoke weed, sip lean, eat molly, pop xan bitch
Please don't panic
Got a Glock 19 black matte
Gotta ride with that static
Lil Duke with a iced out Patek
YSL getting green like salad
Gunna got a flow, can't get it
Fucking on all these bitches
My diamonds wash all the dishes
You niggas can't reinvent me
Pull up in that foreign, foreign, foreign at the Weston
Fucking on a pedestrian
I got these bitches desperate
Told you we was gon' be rich
And stack my chips
So much money don't make no sense
I don't know what I spent
Make me wanna cop that Benz
Ride around the town with no tint
Cash in the bag we lit
Smashed and then got in that 'Vette
So much money don't make no sense
I ain't got no friends
Tom Ford all over my lens
Got racks in my pants
Ride with a FN
Got steel like Pakistan
I dun flew 'cross the map again
Got shows and I got fans
Gotta count them racks again
Told you lil' niggas that we gon' be rich
Run that shit up so much, don't make no sense
Used to ride MARTA now pull up in Benz
Sipping on lean 'bout to fuck up my kidneys
Since a young nigga, been getting it
Quick to turn 10 to a 20
All of these bad bitches they on my dick, I got plenty
Selling out shows and winning
This foreign on me got tint
Riding with a bad lil' bitch
Hop on the highway, she suck on my dick
Diamonds on me and they looking like piss
Mama I told you that we gon' be rich
Gotta keep it real and can't ever switch
I had to stack up my chips
Stuck in the streets, came up off a lick
I had to stay down, stay in my own lane
Mama she told me, "don't go against the grain"
Look what I been through, you can't feel my pain
Keep it so real that shit run through my vein
Made myself a boss and made me a name
Work in the trap, make the trap go insane
And ain't a damn thing changed, ah
Told you we was gon' be rich
And stack my chips
So much money don't make no sense
I don't know what I spent
Make me wanna cop that Benz
Ride around the town with no tint
Cash in the bag we lit
Smashed and then got in that 'Vette
So much money don't make no sense
I ain't got no friends
Tom Ford all over my lens
Got racks in my pants
Ride with a FN
Got steel like Pakistan
I dun flew 'cross the map again
Got shows and I got fans
Gotta count them racks again
The lyrics to Gunna's song "Make No Sense" revolves around the theme of success and money, with the rapper boasting about his wealth and success. The opening lines suggest that he knew he was going to be rich and stacked his money, despite not knowing what he spent it on. He then goes on to describe how the excess of money doesn't make sense, and there is simply too much of it. Gunna details his lifestyle, indicating that he is driving around town in a car with no tint, and he has so much cash that they are "lit." He does confirm that he has no friends, but he has money everywhere that he goes. He boasts about wearing designer sunglasses and having racks of cash in his pants.
The second verse has more of a threatening undertone, with Gunna referencing guns and drugs. He doesn't shy away from revealing that he keeps his safe in the attic and has a gun for protection alongside his drug use. The last line of the verse βI got these bitches desperateβ showcases his dominance and power when it comes to women. In the final verse, Gunna talks about his past, how he used to ride the subway, but now he shows up in a Benz. He raps about selling out shows, and even when everything changes, he remains the same.
Overall, "Make No Sense" is a braggadocious song about the excesses that come with wealth and success, with Gunna painting a vivid picture of his luxurious lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
Told you we was gon' be rich
I had the foresight to know we would become wealthy
And stack my chips
I saved my earnings
So much money don't make no sense
Having an excessive amount of wealth is illogical
I don't know what I spent
I cannot account for my expenses
Make me wanna cop that Benz
I am inspired to purchase a luxury car
Ride around the town with no tint
Driving with no privacy in a wealthy area
Cash in the bag we lit
We have a lot of cash on hand and feel great about it
Smashed and then got in that 'Vette
Had a good time and then got in a Corvette
So much money don't make no sense
Having an excessive amount of wealth is illogical
I ain't got no friends
I do not have any genuine friendships
Tom Ford all over my lens
My sunglasses are made by Tom Ford
Got racks in my pants
I am carrying a lot of cash on me
Ride with a FN
I carry a FN handgun
Got steel like Pakistan
I have a lot of guns like Pakistan
I flew 'cross the map again
I traveled across the world for a show or appearance
Got shows and I got fans
I have concerts and a dedicated audience
Gotta count them racks again
I need to recount my cash earnings
I ain't hide my safe in the attic
I do not keep my safe in a hidden location
Smoke weed, sip lean, eat molly, pop xan bitch
I indulge in drugs and partying
Please don't panic
Do not be alarmed
Got a Glock 19 black matte
I own a Glock 19 firearm with a black finish
Gotta ride with that static
I carry my firearm on me
Lil Duke with a iced out Patek
My friend Lil Duke has a diamond-encrusted Patek Philippe watch
Ysl getting green like salad
My clothing brand YSL is becoming more successful
Gunna got a flow, can't get it
My rap style is unique and cannot be replicated
Fucking on all these bitches
Engaging in sexual activity with multiple women
My diamonds wash all the dishes
My diamond jewelry is so lavish that it could clean dishes
You niggas can't reinvent me
Others cannot copy my style or image
Pull up in that foreign, foreign, foreign at the Weston
Driving a luxury car to a wealthy area
Fucking on a pedestrian
Having sex with someone who is not wealthy or famous
I got these bitches desperate
Women are intrigued by my fame and wealth
Told you lil' niggas that we gon' be rich
I informed my close friends that we would become wealthy
Run that shit up so much, don't make no sense
Make an excessive amount of money
Used to ride MARTA now pull up in Benz
I used to use public transportation but now I drive a Benz
Sipping on lean 'bout to fuck up my kidneys
Drinking lean is unhealthy
Since a young nigga, been getting it
I have been earning money since a young age
Quick to turn 10 to a 20
I am skilled at making money
All of these bad bitches they on my dick, I got plenty
I have many attractive women interested in me
Selling out shows and winning
I am successful in my music career
This foreign on me got tint
My luxury car has dark windows
Riding with a bad lil' bitch
Driving with an attractive woman
Hop on the highway, she suck on my dick
Having sexual activity while driving
Diamonds on me and they looking like piss
My diamond jewelry is so bright that it resembles urine
Mama I told you that we gon' be rich
I informed my mother that we would become wealthy
Gotta keep it real and can't ever switch
I must stay true to myself and not change
I had to stack up my chips
I needed to save my earnings
Stuck in the streets, came up off a lick
I was involved in illicit activity to earn money
I had to stay down, stay in my own lane
I needed to focus on myself and not be distracted
Mama she told me, "don't go against the grain"
My mother advised me to not go against societal norms
Knew what I been through, you can't feel my pain
Others cannot understand the struggles I have faced
Keep it so real that shit run through my vein
I am honest and genuine
Made myself a boss and made me a name
I became successful by being my own leader and creating my own brand
Work in the trap, make the trap go insane
I work in the drug dealing industry and am very successful at it
And ain't a damn thing changed, ah
Despite my success, I am still the same person I always was
Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Arnold Martinez, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Marelli
one of my favorite gunna songs ever
Ngabirano Visensio
Is there any video? π€
automatickash
most slept on gunna song π
Phemelo Riba
The most underrated track in the history of tracks, WTF happened to people supporting good music?
Bernard Darko
I don't think I can stop listening to this song till my last breath,is in my blood
Respect Shorts
dangerously underrated song
Mohamed Em
Gunna too strong. Duke killed it too π₯π₯π₯
Casemiro
DRIP SEASON 2 is UNDERRATED AS HELL
Aldomiro da costa
2022 still bang this shit hard in my car damn. gunna YSL
Brandon Davis
This song goes hard