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