Throwed

Yeah, okay, I walk up in the club, Louies with the cherry bottoms

Bad b*tch on my arm with a Halle Berry body

You know what I do, I get straight to the mula

Wristwear frigid and my watch is a Franck Muller

I’m reppin’ Young Mula, Gudda times two, I

Remember when I used to stuff my paper in my shoe box

Now I got two large accounts

Where money stacks in large amounts

What the f**k you n*gg*s talking 'bout?

'Cause we ain’t tryin' to talk it out

Pistol hangin’ out my jeans, it ain’t a thing, let's spark it out

Let that chopper start to sing and let it ring and then I’m out

Yeah, you know what I’m sippin’, purple got me trippin’

Scoop your chicken up and let her lick me like a lizard

I’m on South Beach chillin’ and I’m tryin’ to f**k every hottie

Get her to the crib and make her f**k everybody

You know the team, it’s Young Money over everybody

In the rap game, so it’s, "F**k everybody"

Married to the MOB, bury you alive

My girl p*ssy feel like Heaven to a God

And I came in this b*tch with my n*gg*s

Kidnap the baby and the f**kin’ babysitter, yeah

I be doing me, don’t give a f**k 'bout what you doing

Blood gang, b*tch, big Bs, Boston Bruins

I could do this sh*t eyes-closed, nothin’ to it

Bullets f**k your body up, they ain’t even tryna view it

I go tough, I go stupid

Murk your p*ssy *ss and everyone you in cahoots with

F**k you with a pool-stick, make you swallow toothpicks

F**kin’ right we ruthless, we done watched too many movies

Done smoked too many doobies, murk you out, then deuces

We don’t know what truce is, that bulletproof vest so useless

Flag red like bruises, shoot at ya head with them Uzis

I swear, your honor, I ain’t a dealer, I’m a user, ya dig?

I load up the Sig, point it at ya wig

Pull over on the highway, throw you off the bridge

We don’t give a f**k and we ain’t never did

Sh*t, three words you never hear? "Let him live"

I’m in my own zone, it got me throwed off

I break these b*tches down, I break these hoes off

Lil Tunechi is my name, I got Gudda on the tape

Public apology, Sorry 4 the Wait

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