[Verse 1:]
Tunechi, uh!
Walked in the bank like my shit don't stank,
Bitch, I'm from New Orleans, everybody ain't saints,
Pockets never empty, Weezy F, full tank,
Try to check me, and Imma leave that check blank.
Tongue kiss that pussy, make that woman have convulsions,
I'm in this bitch throwin' up blood like a ulcer,
Real nigga like a mothafuckin' slave,
I R.I.P. these niggas like a page.
Umm, hello, how you doin', sir?
Dr. Carter, M.D., that's mur-der.
Bitches ain't shit and niggas ain't either,
Bad bitches, I get atchu like sinus.
These niggas is fake like a bosom,
And everybody's on edge until you push ‘em.
Ha ha! But the pleasure's all mine,
‘Cause on my watch I'm the greatest of all time.
Tunechi!
[Chorus:]
And I don't know how fake feel, nigga,
‘Cause all my life I've been a real nigga,
All my life I've been a real nigga.
Don't fuck up my night, I'm like,
‘What's poppin'? What's your friend name?
What y'all drinkin' on? Come get a oil change.'
I bring my AK, I'm on my A-game,
Bitch, I'm a a-hole, leavin' shit stains, ho!
[Verse 2:]
I'm a asshole, but I don't give a shit,
Like a hard dick I'm in this bitch,
I'm sharp, I'm cold, icepick,
Top off the Maybach, nice tits.
I'm from Hollygrove, I used to hang with Elz,
I make them bitches ahh, they waitin' to exhale,
I'm on some gangsta shit, knock your head off,
Bark up my tree, that's a dead dog.
Where them hoes at? Tell ‘em I said, ‘What's up?'
I like a shaved pussy, no razor bumps.
I got that paper, bitch, come get a paper cut,
Don't gamble in that pussy, not even Lady Luck's.
I make ‘em straighten up and fly right,
When life hands you lemons find the limelight.
Yeah, and the pleasure's all mine,
‘Cause on my watch I'm the greatest of all time.
Tunechi!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Uhh, I like my alcohol straight, bitch,
I can't stop stuntin', I need my brakes fixed.
Yeah, I'm on that shit like a fuckin' maggot,
On the road to riches, you niggas stuck in traffic.
Stomp a nigga out, keep the party goin',
Kick them hoes out if them hoes annoyin',
But if they friends bad, then them hoes could join,
I'm ‘bout to shoot a porn, I'm castin' broken arm.
Got money on my mind, pussy on my agenda,
I beat that pink pussy magenta, fuck bein' gentle!
Man, I'm hard, these niggas is simple, gun to your temple,
I smoke till I look oriental, high as a window,
And I broke these niggas like pencils, unaccidental.
Bitch, I meant to, dick in her dimples, lick it, I tremble,
I swear this shit is mental, fuck it, my rent due,
I school your ass and suspend you, you, bitch, you.
It's Tunechi!
[Chorus]
Young Moola, baby!