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I'm so sorry, so
This, this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day,
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi casa su
My choppa go doom thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and turn a lunatic
Then my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as cause' it ain't out yet
She soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give styles back
I "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just the grease
That you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this
that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Money, time served and released
But this ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I back and shoot at ya fleas
long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but what you heard
You a dead
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon
We do unusual shit, she need lube for this
Cause' stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the and shit
From up here look the puniest
The got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like
These niggas than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place where the crime rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the like a python
These looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's they on the sideline, but they never try mine
like I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for cause you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"