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

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

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and turn into a
Then shoot my bitch behind juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy niggas bricks
I'm too for real, your just a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm Carter 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give they styles
I "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic 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 streets since my was sheets
on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt between my too 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 this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these
But shit is old news, that shit 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 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 dead
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the 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 the view and shit
From up everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga now, I'll put a nigga lights out
put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer then
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only twice, slime
And you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like
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 while 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"