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She live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I donât see nothing wrong with some and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I I couldn't get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of a virgin
Bagging up the work for an hour, hurting
Let my bitches help me, before they leave I check purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in this kitchen, in the trap with my shirt off
I'mma get millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The da was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch by the and like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste like
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm like a fur ball
Fuck the other side we could have a turf war
for the wait I had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know a nigga still doin' it
Workin' a slave on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil is still Tunechi, bitch
Bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a gamma, niggas was goin'
I'm calm a camel, I'm smokin' that strong like a camel
I bet my life we gamble
Y'all keys, we shippin' grand pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich Jerry Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny going
the House of Deréon
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no checkin' my
She the picture naked, I said it's on
But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm to south beach
I told her to come over she "Ok don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up and put this dick back in your please
I don't see nothin' wrong with some mouth and lip
Tunechi tighter than a pinch nerve, bitch
I answer my phone, said I couldn't get service
My new just told me that she sick of bein' a virgin
Now I get excited nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get invited to these pity parties
I don't do narcotic though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
Beggin' up the work for a hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore they I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution and these
Whippin in the in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get millions and I put that on my first born
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third ward
The da was a dick and the was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,
gang, nigga
And the Sorry 4 the Wait 2
And I'm so for the wait too
Sorry for the wait, I had to drop that part two and
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi,