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She live in Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house
I said shut the fuck up, put this back in your mouth please
I donât see nothing with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
My new nina just me that she sick of being a virgin
Bagging up the work for an hour, hurting
Let my bitches help me, before they leave I check they
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and verses
Whippin' in this kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The da was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch by the curb and like a
Let her drank too much, now her pussy like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm like a fur ball
Fuck the other side nigga we could have a war
for the wait I had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi, bitch
Bop bop bop
Fuck me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a gamma, was goin' bananas
I'm calm like a camel, I'm smokin' that like a camel
I bet my life when we
Y'all shippin' keys, we shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my going
Like the House of
This that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent the picture naked, I said on
But she live in Lauderdale and I'm closer to south beach
I her to come over she said "Ok don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up and put this back in your mouth please
I don't see nothin' with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker tighter than a nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I couldn't get service
My new nina just told me that she of bein' a virgin
Now I don't get nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get invited to bitches pity parties
I don't do even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I feel I got arthritis
Beggin' up the for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, they leave I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third
The da was a dick and the judge was a off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,
Blood gang,
And it's the 4 the Wait 2
And I'm so sorry for the too
Sorry for the wait, I had to that part two and shit
Just to let you that a nigga still doin' it
like a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi,