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

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

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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 shoot my bitch behind juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They going have to give they back
I said "you too cray", she "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
I asked her do she go both ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the
Tune, I you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on these streets my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just the grease
That bitch you in with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time and released
But this ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my
like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a parakeet
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 the view 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 right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like
niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste 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 high rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass a python
These niggas looking at me, niggas looking at me sideways
because they on the sideline, but they never 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"
Then she said "don't for shit cause you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"