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Sorry for the wait
Glock forty for fake niggas
Throw a every day nigga
an ordinary day nigga
Bad in mi casa
No mi casa is su
My choppa go doom-da-da

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Tunchi bitch on my Future
I'm too legit I sleep on a
I up cranky turn into a lunatic
shoot my bitch and buy orange juice and grits
Oozie clip I need oozie clip
I shoot to kill these pussy shooting bricks
I'm too for real your head a souvenir
She want to get it off her chest but her too big
I'm bumping V on an Ipod
My bitch mad as hell it ain't out yet
She said "soon as these niggas hear your new shit they gon' have to give styles back"
I say "you too crazy" she "you too humble"
I say "you too baby" she "you too sweet"
Then I ask do she go both
She said they so say is a two way street
I say ooh
Talk dirty, talk dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine she gon' want to scenes
Put my in museum I gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt dirt on my knees
I'm just serving fiends
I birds to the bees I sell birds to the trees
"Tune I you don't sleep" I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk but I tweak for that purp for pink
Ya you see what I'm like you heard what I see
I'm a verbal I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my were sheets
Chefs on these beats I'm stiring the grease
And bitch you in love she working for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt my two fingers I'm at peace
I smirk when I squeeze
Trigger smart street smart I'm a I'm a geek
I'm absurd I'm
Did my time at Money time served and release
But agent ain't free word
That's word on these streets
But that shit is old that shit yester-week
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They "Tunechi you good" I'm like Bob yes sire
Don't, I mean don't, question me let me breath
Dawg, big dawg, I back and shoot at your fleas
long tree trunk, now stand under me catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees but repeat what you you a dead parakeet
This Tunechi your bitch Tunechi's bitch
I fuck her on the balcony we watch the eclipse
We do the shit she gon' need lube for this
Cause I'mma stick it in her gluteus
We at the top of the world she like the view and
up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all
She doing lines like a movie
But these are true lord
I'll kill a right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put a nigga's in an ice box
With holes in his body like
These niggas than, these niggas softer than nylon
So keep my name out your mouth I it taste like [?]
up to the skyline
Thinking to myself you only twice slime
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place the high crime rate [?]
We put ass on nigthtline
I'm on the grass like a
These niggas at me
niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline but they never try
Spinning I'm sipping cyanide
Why my sipping Mai Tai but she [?]
And I'm so sorry she said don't be
Then she said don't apologize for shit cause you the shit and we the Carter V the shit