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