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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 bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My go doom dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and turn a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and
Uzi clip, I need uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your head a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said as these niggas hear your 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 said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my
Never knees in the dirt, dirt on my knees
I'm just these fiends
Sell to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying you heard what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the
That bitch you in with, she working for me
I get you murdered this week
Like that between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and
But agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I back and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna lube for this
I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the and shit
From up everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are events, lord
kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like
These niggas than, these niggas softer then nylon
So my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the like a python
niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"