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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, Glock 40 for fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day,
Bad in mi casa, no mi casa su casa
My go doom dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I on a crucifix
I up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm Carter 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as niggas hear your new shit
They going have to they styles back
I "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I "you too, bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm just these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on these streets since my was sheets
Chef on beats, I'm just stirring the grease
bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
that blunt between 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 Cash Money, time served and
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the on these streets
But shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my
like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me
Dog, big dog, I cock back and at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for
Cause' I'mma stick it in her gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the and shit
up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm thinking to my self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a where the high crime rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me
That's because on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
she said "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"