[{"id":15442514,"name":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Audio]","trackName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Audio]","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":149.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Buddah blessed this beat\n\nI feel like Gucci Mane in 2006\nI need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\nCost like four bricks\nAnd the way that I be totting on that strap\nDon't make no sense\nHe a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n\nIt make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\nIt make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\nMake no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\nYoungBoy\nMake no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n\nI could hit it, I could whip it, I could bag it, I could stash it\nI could trap out like a motherfucker\nAnd you know me, bitch, I just bought another\n30 burner (30 burner), I whip too hard\n\nSo I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (Whippin' hard)\nIt don't make sense, I'm not alright bitch\nI'll put you under, I ain't cut too much\nI got that shit make 'em tweak like damn\n\nCan't be in front the trap too much the world know who I am\nThis shit ain't sweet, who close to me I see 'em, ain't like them\nAll I know get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\nLike nigga, uh nigga\nNigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (Fuck a jury)\n\nI feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\nI need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\nCost like four bricks\nAnd the way that I be totting on that strap\nDon't make no sense\nHe a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n\nIt make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\nIt make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\nMake no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\nYoungBoy\nMake no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n\n4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\nTell them niggas I say fuck 'em\nThese hoes ain't shit, they want my cash\nSo I'll never love 'em (Stupid bitch)\n\nI flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty ball\n(I don't need no clique)\nOn TV, I could tell my youngin' hit him with the cutter\n(Motherfuck a nigga)\n\nThat's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar\nAnd he say yeah-eah, He out the H, you play\nHe shoot you in your face (Northside)\nBullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n\nI'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slide\nDie today, bitch, the say four pussy niggas\nDied 'fore I died, slime\n\nI feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\nI need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\nCost like four bricks\nAnd the way that I be totting on that strap\nDon't make no sense\nHe a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n\nIt make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\nIt make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\nMake no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\nYoungBoy\nMake no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.21] Buddah blessed this beat\n[00:02.83] I feel like Gucci Mane in 2006\n[00:05.47] I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n[00:07.95] Cost like four bricks\n[00:08.72] And the way that I be totting on that strap\n[00:10.92] Don't make no sense\n[00:11.89] He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n[00:15.19] It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[00:18.31] It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\n[00:21.54] Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\n[00:24.07] YoungBoy\n[00:25.07] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[00:27.30] I could hit it, I could whip it, I could bag it, I could stash it\n[00:30.13] I could trap out like a motherfucker\n[00:32.48] And you know me, bitch, I just bought another\n[00:34.68] 30 burner (30 burner), I whip too hard\n[00:36.47] So I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (Whippin' hard)\n[00:38.44] It don't make sense, I'm not alright bitch\n[00:40.73] I'll put you under, I ain't cut too much\n[00:42.64] I got that shit make 'em tweak like damn\n[00:44.97] Can't be in front the trap too much the world know who I am\n[00:47.96] This shit ain't sweet, who close to me I see 'em, ain't like them\n[00:50.10] All I know get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.29] Like nigga, uh nigga\n[00:55.74] Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (Fuck a jury)\n[00:58.66] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:01.40] I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n[01:03.68] Cost like four bricks\n[01:04.48] And the way that I be totting on that strap\n[01:06.22] Don't make no sense\n[01:07.37] He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n[01:11.30] It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[01:14.26] It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\n[01:17.44] Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\n[01:19.65] YoungBoy\n[01:20.88] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[01:23.37] 4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\n[01:26.55] Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em\n[01:28.18] These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash\n[01:30.08] So I'll never love 'em (Stupid bitch)\n[01:31.28] I flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty ball\n[01:33.63] (I don't need no clique)\n[01:34.24] On TV, I could tell my youngin' hit him with the cutter\n[01:37.38] (Motherfuck a nigga)\n[01:38.57] That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar\n[01:40.92] And he say yeah-eah, He out the H, you play\n[01:43.57] He shoot you in your face (Northside)\n[01:45.33] Bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n[01:47.77] I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slide\n[01:50.61] Die today, bitch, the say four pussy niggas\n[01:53.08] Died 'fore I died, slime\n[01:54.44] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:57.06] I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n[01:58.96] Cost like four bricks\n[02:00.41] And the way that I be totting on that strap\n[02:02.40] Don't make no sense\n[02:03.24] He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n[02:06.93] It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[02:10.28] It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\n[02:13.22] Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\n[02:15.34] YoungBoy\n[02:16.55] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[02:18.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Audio]\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n duration_ms: 149000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Buddah blessed this beat\n start_ms: 1210\n end_ms: 2830\n- text: I feel like Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 2830\n end_ms: 5470\n- text: I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n start_ms: 5470\n end_ms: 7950\n- text: Cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 7950\n end_ms: 8720\n- text: And the way that I be totting on that strap\n start_ms: 8720\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: Don't make no sense\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 11890\n- text: He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n start_ms: 11890\n end_ms: 15190\n- text: It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, 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sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\n[01:17.44] Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\n[01:19.65] YoungBoy\n[01:20.88] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[01:23.37] 4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\n[01:26.55] Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em\n[01:28.18] These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash\n[01:30.08] So I'll never love 'em (Stupid bitch)\n[01:31.28] I flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty ball\n[01:33.63] (I don't need no clique)\n[01:34.24] On TV, I could tell my youngin' hit him with the cutter\n[01:37.38] (Motherfuck a nigga)\n[01:38.57] That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar\n[01:40.92] And he say yeah-eah, He out the H, you play\n[01:43.57] He shoot you in your face (Northside)\n[01:45.33] Bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n[01:47.77] I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slide\n[01:50.61] Die today, bitch, the say four pussy niggas\n[01:53.08] Died 'fore I died, slime\n[01:54.44] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:57.06] I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n[01:58.96] Cost like four bricks\n[02:00.41] And the way that I be totting on that strap\n[02:02.40] Don't make no sense\n[02:03.24] He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh\n[02:06.93] It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[02:10.28] It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh\n[02:13.22] Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense\n[02:15.34] YoungBoy\n[02:16.55] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[02:18.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Music Video]\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Make No Sense [Official Music Video]\n duration_ms: 150000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Buddah blessed this beat\n start_ms: 1210\n end_ms: 2830\n- text: I feel like Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 2830\n end_ms: 5470\n- text: I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n start_ms: 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it, I could stash it\n[00:30.13] I could trap out like a motherfucker\n[00:32.48] And you know me, bitch, I just bought another\n[00:34.68] 30 burner (30 burner), I whip too hard\n[00:36.47] So I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (Whippin' hard)\n[00:38.44] It don't make sense, I'm not alright bitch\n[00:40.73] I'll put you under, I ain't cut too much\n[00:42.64] I got that shit make 'em tweak like damn\n[00:44.97] Can't be in front the trap too much the world know who I am\n[00:47.96] This shit ain't sweet, who close to me I see 'em, ain't like them\n[00:50.10] All I know get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.29] Like nigga, uh nigga\n[00:55.74] Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (Fuck a jury)\n[00:58.66] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:01.40] I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck\n[01:03.68] Cost like four bricks\n[01:04.48] And the way that I be totting on that strap\n[01:06.22] Don't make no sense\n[01:07.37] He a million dolla nigga but be 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these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\nAnd the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\nHe a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\nIt make no sense, yeah\nIt make no sense, uh\nIt make no sense, goddamn\nMake no sense, yeah\nMake no sense, nah-uh\nMake no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\nMake no sense, nah\nIt make no sense, slime\nI could hit it, I could whip it\nI could bag it, I could stash it\nI could trap out like a motherfucker\nAnd you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\nI whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)\nIt don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\nAin't cut too much, I got that shit that make them tweak, like damn\nCan't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am (I am)\nThis shit ain't sweet, who close to me, I see them hatin' like damn\nAll I know, get that money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\nLike nigga, uh\nNigga, nigga, 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I see 'em hating like damn\n[00:51.30] All of 'em don't get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.49] Like, nigga, uh, nigga\n[00:55.70] Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (fuck the jury)\n[00:58.79] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:01.37] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[01:04.54] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[01:07.79] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[01:11.59] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[01:14.43] It make no sense, God, damn\n[01:16.21] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[01:19.16] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[01:20.80] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[01:23.47] 4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\n[01:26.70] Tell them niggas, I say fuck 'em\n[01:28.44] These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash, so I'll never love 'em (stupid bitch)\n[01:31.31] I flash and beat a nigga ass with this 50 ball (I don't need no clique)\n[01:34.51] On TV, I could tell my youngin', \"Hit him with the cutter\"\n[01:37.50] Boom, motherfuck a nigga\n[01:38.52] That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar, and he say, yeah-eah\n[01:42.22] He out the H, you play, he shoot you in your face\n[01:44.60] Northside, bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n[01:47.83] I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slime\n[01:50.86] Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died, slime\n[01:54.51] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:57.12] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[02:00.33] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[02:03.55] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[02:07.03] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[02:10.17] It make no sense, God, damn\n[02:12.00] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[02:14.99] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[02:16.56] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[02:18.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Make No Sense\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs\n duration_ms: 149000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Buddah Blessed This Beat\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 3020\n- text: I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 3020\n end_ms: 5650\n- text: All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 5650\n end_ms: 8830\n- text: And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n start_ms: 8830\n end_ms: 12030\n- text: He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n start_ms: 12030\n end_ms: 15550\n- text: It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n start_ms: 15550\n end_ms: 18400\n- text: It make no sense, God, damn\n start_ms: 18400\n end_ms: 20510\n- text: Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n start_ms: 20510\n end_ms: 23420\n- text: Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n start_ms: 23420\n end_ms: 25030\n- text: Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 25030\n end_ms: 27240\n- text: I could hit it, I could whip it\n start_ms: 27240\n end_ms: 28900\n- text: I could bag it, I could stash it\n start_ms: 28900\n end_ms: 30490\n- text: I could trap out like a motherfucker\n start_ms: 30490\n end_ms: 32580\n- text: And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n start_ms: 32580\n end_ms: 35760\n- text: I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whipping hard)\n start_ms: 35760\n end_ms: 38900\n- text: It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\n start_ms: 38900\n end_ms: 41830\n- text: I ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make 'em tweak like \"damn\"\n start_ms: 41830\n end_ms: 44840\n- text: Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am\n start_ms: 44840\n end_ms: 48070\n- text: This shit ain't sweet, who close to me? 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I see 'em hating like damn\n[00:51.30] All of 'em don't get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.49] Like, nigga, uh, nigga\n[00:55.70] Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (fuck the jury)\n[00:58.79] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:01.37] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[01:04.54] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[01:07.79] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[01:11.59] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[01:14.43] It make no sense, God, damn\n[01:16.21] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[01:19.16] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[01:20.80] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[01:23.47] 4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\n[01:26.70] Tell them niggas, I say fuck 'em\n[01:28.44] These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash, so I'll never love 'em (stupid bitch)\n[01:31.31] I flash and beat a nigga ass with this 50 ball (I don't need no clique)\n[01:34.51] On TV, I could tell my youngin', \"Hit him with the cutter\"\n[01:37.50] Boom, motherfuck a nigga\n[01:38.52] That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar, and he say, yeah-eah\n[01:42.22] He out the H, you play, he shoot you in your face\n[01:44.60] Northside, bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n[01:47.83] I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slime\n[01:50.86] Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died, slime\n[01:54.51] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:57.12] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[02:00.33] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[02:03.55] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[02:07.03] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[02:10.17] It make no sense, God, damn\n[02:12.00] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[02:14.99] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[02:16.56] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[02:18.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Make No Sense\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n duration_ms: 150000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Buddah Blessed This Beat\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 3020\n- text: I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 3020\n end_ms: 5650\n- text: All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 5650\n end_ms: 8830\n- text: And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n start_ms: 8830\n end_ms: 12030\n- text: He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n start_ms: 12030\n end_ms: 15550\n- text: It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n start_ms: 15550\n end_ms: 18400\n- text: It make no sense, God, damn\n start_ms: 18400\n end_ms: 20510\n- text: Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n start_ms: 20510\n end_ms: 23420\n- text: Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n start_ms: 23420\n end_ms: 25030\n- text: Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 25030\n end_ms: 27240\n- text: I could hit it, I could whip it\n start_ms: 27240\n end_ms: 28900\n- text: I could bag it, I could stash it\n start_ms: 28900\n end_ms: 30490\n- text: I could trap out like a motherfucker\n start_ms: 30490\n end_ms: 32580\n- text: And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n start_ms: 32580\n end_ms: 35760\n- text: I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whipping hard)\n start_ms: 35760\n end_ms: 38900\n- text: It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\n start_ms: 38900\n end_ms: 41830\n- text: I ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make 'em tweak like \"damn\"\n start_ms: 41830\n end_ms: 44840\n- text: Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am\n start_ms: 44840\n end_ms: 48070\n- text: This shit ain't sweet, who close to me? 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I see 'em hating like damn\n[00:51.30] All of 'em don't get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.49] Like, nigga, uh, nigga\n[00:55.70] Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (fuck the jury)\n[00:58.79] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:01.37] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[01:04.54] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[01:07.79] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[01:11.59] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[01:14.43] It make no sense, God, damn\n[01:16.21] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[01:19.16] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[01:20.80] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[01:23.47] 4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it's me\n[01:26.70] Tell them niggas, I say fuck 'em\n[01:28.44] These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash, so I'll never love 'em (stupid bitch)\n[01:31.31] I flash and beat a nigga ass with this 50 ball (I don't need no clique)\n[01:34.51] On TV, I could tell my youngin', \"Hit him with the cutter\"\n[01:37.50] Boom, motherfuck a nigga\n[01:38.52] That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar, and he say, yeah-eah\n[01:42.22] He out the H, you play, he shoot you in your face\n[01:44.60] Northside, bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride\n[01:47.83] I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slime\n[01:50.86] Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died, slime\n[01:54.51] I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n[01:57.12] All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n[02:00.33] And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n[02:03.55] He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n[02:07.03] It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n[02:10.17] It make no sense, God, damn\n[02:12.00] Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n[02:14.99] Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n[02:16.56] Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n[02:18.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Make No Sense\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: Make No Sense\n duration_ms: 149000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Buddah Blessed This Beat\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 3020\n- text: I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 3020\n end_ms: 5650\n- text: All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 5650\n end_ms: 8830\n- text: And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense\n start_ms: 8830\n end_ms: 12030\n- text: He a million dollar nigga, but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n start_ms: 12030\n end_ms: 15550\n- text: It make no sense, yeah-yeah, it make no sense, uh\n start_ms: 15550\n end_ms: 18400\n- text: It make no sense, God, damn\n start_ms: 18400\n end_ms: 20510\n- text: Make no sense, yeah, make no sense, nah-uh\n start_ms: 20510\n end_ms: 23420\n- text: Make no sense, ayy, YoungBoy\n start_ms: 23420\n end_ms: 25030\n- text: Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 25030\n end_ms: 27240\n- text: I could hit it, I could whip it\n start_ms: 27240\n end_ms: 28900\n- text: I could bag it, I could stash it\n start_ms: 28900\n end_ms: 30490\n- text: I could trap out like a motherfucker\n start_ms: 30490\n end_ms: 32580\n- text: And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n start_ms: 32580\n end_ms: 35760\n- text: I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whipping hard)\n start_ms: 35760\n end_ms: 38900\n- text: It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\n start_ms: 38900\n end_ms: 41830\n- text: I ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make 'em tweak like \"damn\"\n start_ms: 41830\n end_ms: 44840\n- text: Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am\n start_ms: 44840\n end_ms: 48070\n- text: This shit ain't sweet, who close to me? 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133480\n end_ms: 135040\n- text: Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n start_ms: 135040\n end_ms: 136620\n- text: Make no sense, nah\n start_ms: 136620\n end_ms: 137990\n- text: It make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 137990\nplain: |-\n (Buddah Bless this beat)\n I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n It make no sense, yeah\n It make no sense, uh\n It make no sense, goddamn\n Make no sense, yeah\n Make no sense, nah-uh\n Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n Make no sense, nah\n It make no sense, slime\n I could hit it, I could whip it\n I could bag it, I could stash it\n I could trap out like a motherfucker\n And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)\n It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put 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yeah\n[00:17.22] It make no sense, uh\n[00:18.76] It make no sense, goddamn\n[00:20.43] Make no sense, yeah\n[00:21.98] Make no sense, nah-uh\n[00:23.54] Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n[00:25.06] Make no sense, nah\n[00:26.54] It make no sense, slime\n[00:27.55] I could hit it, I could whip it\n[00:29.03] I could bag it, I could stash it\n[00:30.54] I could trap out like a motherfucker\n[00:32.69] And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n[00:35.75] I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)\n[00:38.84] It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\n[00:41.92] Ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make them tweak, like damn\n[00:44.99] Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am (I am)\n[00:48.11] This shit ain't sweet, who close to me, I see them hatin' like damn\n[00:51.25] All I know, get that money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n[00:54.23] Like nigga, uh\n[00:55.27] Nigga, nigga, 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58890\n end_ms: 61470\n- text: All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 61470\n end_ms: 64560\n- text: And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n start_ms: 64560\n end_ms: 67670\n- text: He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n start_ms: 67670\n end_ms: 71310\n- text: It make no sense, yeah\n start_ms: 71310\n end_ms: 72870\n- text: It make no sense, uh\n start_ms: 72870\n end_ms: 74490\n- text: It make no sense, goddamn\n start_ms: 74490\n end_ms: 76160\n- text: Make no sense, yeah\n start_ms: 76160\n end_ms: 77700\n- text: Make no sense, nah-uh\n start_ms: 77700\n end_ms: 79240\n- text: Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n start_ms: 79240\n end_ms: 80850\n- text: Make no sense, nah\n start_ms: 80850\n end_ms: 82130\n- text: It make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 82130\n end_ms: 83520\n- text: 4KTrey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me\n start_ms: 83520\n end_ms: 86620\n- text: Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em\n start_ms: 86620\n end_ms: 88410\n- text: These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash so I never love 'em (stupid bitch)\n start_ms: 88410\n end_ms: 91510\n- text: I flash and beat a nigga ass with this .50 above him\n start_ms: 91510\n end_ms: 94520\n- text: On TV I could tell my youngin' hit 'em with the cutter (motherfuck a nigga)\n start_ms: 94520\n end_ms: 98670\n- text: There's a boy, real nigga blessed him with that boy, he say yeah-eh\n start_ms: 98670\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: He out the H, you play, he shoot you in yo face (Northside)\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105290\n- text: Bullets flying, back to back bitch when we ride\n start_ms: 105290\n end_ms: 107860\n- text: I'm convicted but issa issue I slide 'fore I slide\n start_ms: 107860\n end_ms: 110910\n- text: Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died (slime)\n start_ms: 110910\n end_ms: 114530\n- text: I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n start_ms: 114530\n end_ms: 117250\n- text: All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n start_ms: 117250\n end_ms: 120330\n- text: And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n start_ms: 120330\n end_ms: 123440\n- text: He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n start_ms: 123440\n end_ms: 127150\n- text: It make no sense, yeah\n start_ms: 127150\n end_ms: 128670\n- text: It make no sense, uh\n start_ms: 128670\n end_ms: 130240\n- text: It make no sense, goddamn\n start_ms: 130240\n end_ms: 131930\n- text: Make no sense, yeah\n start_ms: 131930\n end_ms: 133480\n- text: Make no sense, nah-uh\n start_ms: 133480\n end_ms: 135040\n- text: Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n start_ms: 135040\n end_ms: 136620\n- text: Make no sense, nah\n start_ms: 136620\n end_ms: 137990\n- text: It make no sense, slime\n start_ms: 137990\nplain: |-\n (Buddah Bless this beat)\n I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n It make no sense, yeah\n It make no sense, uh\n It make no sense, goddamn\n Make no sense, yeah\n Make no sense, nah-uh\n Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n Make no sense, nah\n It make no sense, slime\n I could hit it, I could whip it\n I could bag it, I could stash it\n I could trap out like a motherfucker\n And you know me, bitch, I just bought another .30 burner (.30 burner)\n I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)\n It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under\n Ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make them tweak, like damn\n Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am (I am)\n This shit ain't sweet, who close to me, I see them hatin' like damn\n All I know, get that money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em\n Like nigga, uh\n Nigga, nigga, bitch\n Nigga, bow, with my jewelry, fuck the jury\n I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n It make no sense, yeah\n It make no sense, uh\n It make no sense, goddamn\n Make no sense, yeah\n Make no sense, nah-uh\n Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n Make no sense, nah\n It make no sense, slime\n 4KTrey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me\n Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em\n These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash so I never love 'em (stupid bitch)\n I flash and beat a nigga ass with this .50 above him\n On TV I could tell my youngin' hit 'em with the cutter (motherfuck a nigga)\n There's a boy, real nigga blessed him with that boy, he say yeah-eh\n He out the H, you play, he shoot you in yo face (Northside)\n Bullets flying, back to back bitch when we ride\n I'm convicted but issa issue I slide 'fore I slide\n Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died (slime)\n I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006\n All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks\n And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense\n He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy\n It make no sense, yeah\n It make no sense, uh\n It make no sense, goddamn\n Make no sense, yeah\n Make no sense, nah-uh\n Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy\n Make no sense, nah\n It make no sense, slime\n"}]