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 duress I bet she fucked while I was gone, then I doubled the bet I smoke weed in Amsterdam and I smuggle the rest I act like I´m shakin´ your hand and you´ll 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 nothin´ 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 fuckin´, suckin´ 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 to ya neck And my bitch was scared to fly ´til 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 regrettin´ 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
Ooh, with a nose ring, startin´ a bunch of BS Hide the gun, knock on your 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 skippin´ town 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´t follow me 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 gettin´ no rest ´Cause that´s just too close to arrestin´ And too far from "serve and protect" So, 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 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 unmarked intrepids 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