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