Holy

I just bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech

Got too much on my mind hit the blunt and reflect

When I was under arrest my bitch was under the rest

I bet she fucked while I was gone, then I double the bet

I smoke weed in Amsterdam, and I smuggle the rest

I act like I'm shaking your hand and you get punched with the left

And you can get killed for shit you said under your breath

And if you do choose to bark, it ain't none to a vet

Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas

Yo bitch about to swallow a bunch of me's, nigga

I got a white girl fucking, sucking me, nigga

While I'm thinkin' 'bout the days that it sucked to be niggas

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech

Nigga, keep your head up like that gun in ya neck

And my bitch was scared to fly 'till we fucked on a jet

Fucked her in the cockpit, all these buttons to press

I just got myself a blonde with the puffiest chest

I just bought myself some time, rolled my Rollie a check

Ridin' in a double R, just Regretting Regret

Getting loaded more than once, no Russian Roulette

I just left King of Diamonds, I just fucked a baguette

I ain't called her since that day, I just wasn't impressed

Move with a nose ring, startin' a bunch of BS

Hide the gun, knock on yo door, dressed like UPS

Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas

I'm a bear coughing up a bunch of honeybees, nigga

Got hoes under me, like a submarine, nigga

Got a bitch with a clit like a butter bean, nigga (uh)

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech (yeah)

Bought my sons toys and my daughter a pet

Bought my homeboys choppers and my woman a dress

And to catch me if I fall, I bought my mother a net

Let's go

Anyone could get knocked off

Any bitch could get knocked up

Baby daddy get locked up

Sell everything, put the house up

Don't say anything, keep your mouth shut

Except two words and that's: How much?

If I do get out, we're skipping time

She said what about her mama

I paused

I said: I gotta do what I gotta

Is you gon' ride with me or you not

And she start cryin' and said: I'm not

And I paused

I said: It's probably what's best

Well, I'll be back when pigs fly

So they can follow on my jet

I tell my pilot where to go next

I bring that problem to your doorstep

I catch you slippin' while you tired

Like the road wet

Like it's no sweat

I'm Tunechi, hi, I'm here to collect

They wondering why I ain't getting no rest

'Cause that's just too close to arresting

And to far from certain protects

Oh, Police, read me my wrongs

Or just leave me alone

Rubbing, squinting my eyes

I still don't see where I'm wrong

Sold my soul to the streets

They bought it previously-owned

Went to jail for a Glock

And soon as I got home

I went and bought myself a 9 and that new MAC 11

You talk shit at 10:59 and make the news at 11:00

Bitch, I'm the wildest motherfucker on a team full of rebels

Young, wild motherfucker to a MILF, cougar, leopard

I'm a lion, motherfucker, to these hoes 'cause you can sweat a little

Euro my secret weapon like Mark, Jackson and Stephen

I see plain clothes pigs and unmarking trappers

My bitch believe what I say

I told her: Salt, what's pepper

I'm cold as malts and metals

Sell stolen parts

Whatever

Put three holes in your head like a bowling ball

Don't spare 'em

And all my niggas in jail

That's bullshit, I smell ya

Remember Destiny's Child

My favorite one was Farrah

Man

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech

I know you don't want war like you just a cadet

Tell a motherfucker who next

Motherfucker, you next

I'm the best

Rapper alive and they love me to death

Bye

Yeah

Fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas