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I'm so sorry, so
This, this Sorry 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 ordinary day,
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My go doom dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a
I up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I to kill
These pussy niggas shooting
I'm too for real, your just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as hell cause' it 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 asked her do she go both
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she wanna shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
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 purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm stirring the grease
That bitch you in with, she working for me
I get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too 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 time in Cash Money, time served and
But this agent 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
They "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now under me, catch these 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 need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here everybody look the
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer then
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice,
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a place where the high crime like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass a python
These niggas at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't for shit cause you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"