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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 them niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an day, nigga
Bad in mi casa, no mi casa su casa
My choppa go doom dada

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I on a crucifix
I wake up crank and into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind juice 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 get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as cause' it ain't out yet
She soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give they 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 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 gon' shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these
Sell birds to the bees, I sell to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a 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 personally get you murdered this
that blunt between my too fingers 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 in Cash Money, time served and released
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 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, these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a dead
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus
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 like a movie script But these are true events,
I'll kill a nigga now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like
These niggas softer than, these niggas then nylon
So keep my name out mouth, I hope it taste like 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 rate like
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 they on the sideline, but they 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 apologize for shit you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"