Mike  cut something on man you know
Never let me get on nothing dawg
Man cut man cut man cut some more man
Hurry up though before tune gets back  come on

Yea  D5 mothaf**ka

It's Tunechi Junior bitch

Pops let me go ahead get em one time  ya

Hold up

Turn my mothaf**kin mic on
And I ain't even til the mothaf**kin light's on
This ain't a dick  this a mothaf**kin python
And if it's well call me  f**k Tyrone
You know what  It's time for y'all niggas to sit
Big ass hoes  no over bullshit
Such a slash  tow my truck  you ain't rich
But tell that yo side nigga suck my dick
'Cause I got a lot of sperm if you need it  sperm if you need it
Them bitches going crazy for no f**kin reason
I beat you psy niggas up til you start bleeding
Menstrual cycle  f**k it  go ahead bleach em
Diarrhea  I'm runnin this shit  I'm just getting laps on
All my niggas strapped up and y'all psy niggas got strap on
Bitch we breathe these 5 stars  bitch we bleed these 5 stars
YMCMB  you can come get f**ked by 5 stars
She ain't got to talk to boo  I done made her stupid ass walk home
I kill a beat  the back row and the yap rolled on as a mothaf**kin superdome
Okay you know I'm a f**kin beast  yea I'm f**kin creep
You can get these 30 clips Tunechi wanna make a scene
Tune let me off the leis  now I run the f**kin streets
2 finger in her pussy then I tell that pussy peace uh

It's Chuckee  she say yo name Chuckee  Said no  my name Sydney
And she don't shed a T if you stupid that's lucky
Field bowl em fat  kinda got my nose stuffin

All my niggas on gas  quick trip
And all my niggas gonna blast this shit
See all y'all niggas doing bad as shit
So really I'ma act a f**kin aston ship
Truck fit on my neck
That truck mean I truck your ass
She got junk up in her trunk
I guess it's time to take out the trash

And you thought this shit was over
Got paper like a f**kin school folder
If her grass ain't cut get the lawnmower
Tony tell em bitches it's Libra Gang
Vocal lessons  let the Nina sing
Before I leave up out this bitch they gonna know my f**kin name
Right man  junior junior
F**k a dog  bitch I got a puma
Man these niggas pussy stack no wonder why I was smelling tuna
Lame ass boys don't want no trouble

Psy niggas just a bunch of suckers
Smash him  leave mimes  you can call me a motherf**ker
Man I'm bout to ank ass and it's Shaquille  she's a little teased
But big Whitney on my personal  look girls hey say release
Bitch I'm leaving B I G  my gun is little Cesar
If that girl don't pop it off  I'll just keep right on her reef
Okay that gold pack in my pocket  I'm like a rag up in a socket
And when I cop that nina nine you better not cock thuglet uh
YMB the shit  I say damn everybody else
I be kickin girls out the condo  I got a black belt
Huh  big bro say it's your time nigga
Let what the f**k the man said
Boy I body these verse that's why they cost a old man a leg
Left that coochy smoking  she gonna fail her drug test
My chain on freeze  call my shit under arrest
Go

Mike turn the mic off dawg
F**k I'm just playin around dawg

Mike cut the beat off before Tune get back