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

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

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and into a lunatic
shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear new shit
going have to give they styles back
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 both
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I "oooh", talk dirty, talk 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 knees in the dirt, dirt on my knees
I'm just these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on these since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the
bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt between my too I'm at peace, word
I smirk I screech, trigga 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 word on streets
But shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, on my expertise
They "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 stand under me, these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but what you heard
You a dead
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she need lube for this
Cause' I'mma it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here 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 right now, I'll put a lights out
put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place where the high crime like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the like a python
These looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
Then she "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"