Make It Make Sense
Usually, I wouldn't give a damn
On and off every single year
Back and forth just to sex me good
I would leave only if I could
Lying in my group chat 'bout us, can't deny no rumours 'bout us
They don't know what love can do
Crazy I'm still fucking you (fucking you)
After all the things I said that we were going through
I hate it here but I still pull up when you want me to
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
So, you mean to tell me
You saw me liked me, wanted me, chased me, got me
And then you fumbled me?
What?
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
Tell me what I wanna hear
Turn around and disappear
Feel like I ain't wanted here
But I like how you touch me, so I'll be back around for sure
5am, boy let's pretend we more than friends
Block me then request me, now it's up again
You tryna keep this on the low
Like I ain't have you begging me a week ago
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
On and off every single year
Back and forth just to sex me good
I would leave only if I could
Lying in my group chat 'bout us, can't deny no rumours 'bout us
They don't know what love can do
Crazy I'm still fucking you (fucking you)
After all the things I said that we were going through
I hate it here but I still pull up when you want me to
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
So, you mean to tell me
You saw me liked me, wanted me, chased me, got me
And then you fumbled me?
What?
You say you love me
But it don't make sense
Tell me what I wanna hear
Turn around and disappear
Feel like I ain't wanted here
But I like how you touch me, so I'll be back around for sure
5am, boy let's pretend we more than friends
Block me then request me, now it's up again
You tryna keep this on the low
Like I ain't have you begging me a week ago
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
Tuesday, you with me
Boy, make it make sense
Thursdays, I catch him
With some random ass bitch
Fridays, we sneaking
Boy, make it make sense
(you say you love me)
But it don't make sense
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Trinity Laure'ale Home, Andre Robertson, Derelle De Sean Rideout, Loeren Davis Iii
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