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

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

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a
I up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your head just a
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as hell it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear your new
They going have to give they styles
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, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my
Never in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving fiends
birds 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 purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I get you murdered this week
Like that blunt my too fingers I'm at peace, word
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 Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the on these streets
But that shit is old news, that 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, 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 fuck her on my balcony, we the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for
I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she the view and shit
From up everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing like a movie script But these are true 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 like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas then nylon
So keep my name out mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice,
And you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass like a
These niggas looking at me, these looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but never try mine
like 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 Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"