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