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@jillyanais: show me your love🤍.
@nba_youngboy: you showed me girl❤️❤️
@theshaderoom: quote from show me your love ?😙😙😙
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Kenndy: bestfriend
Jilly: yeah
Kenndy: how long u and kentrell been dating?
Jilly: 6 months
Kenndy: oh
Jilly: bye bestfriend kentrell said he out side
Kenndy: ok bye

( at kentrell show ).

Kentrell: ayyy take our pic

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@nba_youngboy: show time🗽
@jillyanais:🤪
@theshaderoom: I'm going there fashooo
@kenndycymone: I wish I there
@DDG: dat mfn pack
@og_3three: lit top yeaaaaaa
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Jilly: when everybody got there they was screaming and stuff and then kentrell started rapping "make no sense"

Buddah Bless this beat

[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks
And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense
He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh
It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah, uh Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense, YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

[Verse 1]
I could hit it, I could whip it, I could bag it, I could stash it
I could trap out like a motherfucker
And you know me, bitch, I just bought another 30 burner (30 burner)
I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (Whippin' hard)
It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll put you under
I ain't cut too much, I got that shit that make 'em tweak like damn
Can't be in front the trap too much, the world know who I am (I am)
This shit ain't sweet, who close to me, I see 'em hatin' like damn
All I know get the money, still gon' be the one to slay 'em
Like nigga, uh, nigga
Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (Fuck a jury)

[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks
And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense
He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh
It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah, uh
Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense, YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

[Verse 2]
4KTrey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me
Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em
These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash, so I'll never love 'em (Stupid bitch)
I flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty ball (I don't need no clique)
On TV, I could tell my youngin hit him with the cutter (Motherfuck a nigga)
That's a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar and he say yeah-eah
He out the H, you play, he shoot you in your face (Northside)
Bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride
I'm convicted, but it's an issue, I'll slide for a slide
Die today, bitch, they say four pussy niggas died 'fore I died, slime

[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks
And the way that I be toting on that strap don't make no sense
He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh
It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah, uh
Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense, YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

Jilly: and then he perform bad bad 

[Intro]
I got Hitman on the beat
AKel (Yes, sir)

[Chorus]
YoungBoy came back like they left him for dead (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Coolin', rollin', I told shawty, "Give me head" (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Yeah, YoungBoy is just rollin', yes, sir)

[Verse 1]
Shawty don't love me, you know I'ma treat her bad (Bad-bad)
I'm real right, hold yo' sticks tight, get yo' clique knocked with this cash
These niggas with me 4KTrey, they bust yo' ass (Bust yo')
Nigga, what it's hittin' like? It's a stick fight, we gon' bust until you smash
They want attention, then YoungBoy get you clapped at
Rollin' off them pills, it's gon' go down, push yo' hat back
My niggas know they let off, they better clap back
Up in Cali with two gats, I need three more, see where the straps at (Yuh)
I need a pint, I won't go under, I'll be leanin' 'til the morning
I'll face his dome, won't catch him slippin', creep up on him
I got all this money, don't mean nothin' and it ain't a question, I'ma dump it
So think twice before you dream of takin' somethin' He hit the kill switch when he turnt up on them meds (Mm-mm)
He lose his mind and he put five on top yo' head
On them Xans he catch him walkin' like he dead
He don't give a fuck if it's his blood, he zip him, yeah (Mm-mm-mm)

( mins later )...

Jilly: we left and went home after words
Kentrell: bae
Jilly: yea
Kentrell: I love you
Jilly: I love you trell ♥️