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(MonstaBeatz) 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 Letras de cancionesOoh, 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 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 11:00 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 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 From Letras Mania