Fingers Hurting

(album: Sorry 4 The Wait 2 - 2015)

She live in Fort Lauderdale
And I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over
She said "OK, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife
And keep my house clean
I say "Shut the fuck up
Put this dick back in your mouth please"
I don't see nothing wrong with
Some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch
I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone
I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me
That she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the work
For a hour, fingers hurting
Let my bitches help
Before they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait
The confusion, the disturbance
Got me moving weight
Prostitution, and these verses
Whipping in the kitchen
In the trap house with my shirt off
I'ma get these millions
And I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumping
Talking bout the third ward
The D.A. was a dick
And the Judge was a jerkoff
Got a bad bitch
Body curvy like a curveball
Let her drink too much
Now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleeping on chinchilla
Boy I'm cozy like a furball
Fuck the other side
Nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait
Had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know
That a nigga still doing it
Working like a slave
On my Roots Part Two shit
Got to let 'em know
That Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch
Bop-bop-bop!
Fuck with me wrong get that hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer
Was gone for that hammer
Stomping the yard like a gamma
Niggas was going bananas
I'm calm like a camel
I'm smoking that strong like a Camel
I bet my life when we gamble
Y'all shipping keys, we shipping grand pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo
Pew, like ammo
I'm gone
Two fingers up, bitch, I'm gone
Rich forever – Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keeping my destiny going
Like the House of Deréon
This plane that I'm on
Is private, my very own
So no checking my carry-ons
She sent a picture naked, I said "It's on"

But she live in Fort Lauderdale
And I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over
She said "OK, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife
And keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up
Put this dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with
Some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker
Tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone
Said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me
That she sick of being a virgin

Now I don't get excited
Nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get invited
To these bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic
Even though a nigga got it
Counting all this money
I feel like I got arthritis
Bagging up the work
For a hour, fingers hurting
Let my bitches help
Before they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait
The confusion, the disturbance
Boy we moving weight
Prostitution, and these verses
Whipping in the kitchen
In the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions
And I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumping
Talking 'bout the third ward
The DA was a dick
And the Judge was a jerk off

We yelling
Suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yelling
Suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Blood gang, nigga
And it's that Sorry 4 the Wait 2, woo
And I'm so sorry for the wait too, yea
Sorry for the wait
Had to drop that part two and shit
Just to let you know
That a nigga still doing it
Working like a slave
Talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait
Lil Tunechi still Tunechi bitch