Tell me sumthin I don't know,
I'm flexin' on ‘em like torsos,
These n**gas slippin' like bar soap,
These n**gas listenin', use Morse code,
Boy, a n**ga sippin' like parched throat,
Ahem ahem, excuse me,
These n**gas talkin' that beef shit,
We'll check into it like the room cheap.
And all we sell is the greatest feeling on Earth,
They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork.
Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court,
Live fast, die young and leave a beautiful corpse, yes Lord!
My n**ga order like twenty bricks, I sent five bricks with four chicks,
Ridin' with these guns that's carpoolin', bought extra clips when I dove in,
Miss Snow White, we snowed in, n**ga, miss me with that ho shit,
Kill all rats, I toast to that, and watch everybody I toast with.
Kill everybody you close with, just don't stick your nose in
My bullshit ‘cause I close it like a clothespin,
The people that I rolls with will leave holes in what you drove in,
If anyone in that car live, you tell that n**ga I owe him, yeah,
I got my mind right, and my money right, my head on my shoulder,
And my eyesight a lil' blurry but it's stayin' on my quota,
And we find out moms address, and your head get mailed over,
N**ga, you make that bed, you lay in that bed,
Or get that bitch made over.
Tunechi!
You so crazy,
Tunechi!
You so crazy,
Bitch!
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know.
They say, ‘Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi,
You so crazy,
Bitch!'
Tell me sumthin I don't know, I'll tell you sumthin I do know,
Like money, drugs, bitches, guns, n**gas call me mucho.
Got witches all in my broom closet, got little killers in juco,
We'll find out your business hours and pop up like new toast.
Like danger taste like glucose, my shadow don't get too close
To that new n**ga with my old hoes, kudos.
For my n**gas on Rikers Island back there playin' Uno,
Gettin' swole like Popeye for n**gas walkin' around like Bluto.
I'm in the bed with a duo, laid up like two points,
AK to your face, knock half off like coupons.
Too cool for school but I sold cool points to school boys,
Tell the cops we don't name drop that's like droppin' newborns,
N**ga, you crazy!
You so crazy,
Tunechi!
These hoes lazy.
N**ga, tell me sumthin I don't know,
Like where the fuck did my heart go, and show me sumthin I haven't seen,
And give me what help Martin sleep on the same night he had a dream,
And take me to where I've never been but not to where I'll never be,
And I ain't never scared but I'm scared of me: me versus me, I need a referee,
Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy,
Fuck deputies, big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned,
To traffickin' from peddlin' like everything from amphetamines to medicine,
These n**gas sweeter than nectarines and Grenadine.
You so crazy,
Tunechi!
You so crazy,
Bitch!
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know.
They say, ‘Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi,
You so crazy,
Bitch!'
Tell me sumthin I don't know, like what happened to hardcore,
You can call me Eddie ‘cause I stay ready, my family call me Eduardo,
I'm music to these bitches ears, I hit that ass like the wrong note,
My bitch bad with cornrows, with boots on in farm clothes,
You can find me prancin' in the finest mansion
With the finest dancer with a height advantage,
She want cocaine pills and weed, liquor, and dick she gotta micromanage,
I'm just eatin' rappers, they go nice in salads
With some diced up carrots, I just like a challenge,
Psychopathic, so psychopathic, n**ga, give me credit on my balance.
Lil Tunechi!
