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

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for them fake
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an day, nigga
Bad in mi casa, no mi casa su casa
My go doom 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 need uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These pussy niggas bricks
I'm too for real, your head just a
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear new shit
They have 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 gon' die on my
knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just these fiends
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
Yeah, you see I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic 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 murdered this
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace,
I smirk when I screech, smart, street 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 agent ain't free, word, that's the word on streets
But shit is old news, that 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 me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at ya
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a parakeet
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for
Cause' I'mma stick it in her gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga out
Then put his body in a ice box holes in his body like socks
niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you live twice, slime
And you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me
because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide 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 apologize for shit you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"