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

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

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