Lyrics:

[intro]
man, Fuck These Niggas

[hook]
tunechi's Back, Tunechi's Back
that's All These Bitches Screaming That Tunechi's Back
all Eyes On Me, Nigga Picture How I'm Rolling
strapped Up With That Mac, Masked Up Like A Goalie
mad My Bitch On That Coke, She Snorted 4 And A Baby
now The Bitch On/owe Me, She Selling Pussy And Pay Me
they Sayin' Tunechi's Back, Tunchi's Back
and I Bought Them Twins With Me Nigga, Click And Clack, Let's Go

[verse]
out On Bail, Work On The Scale
put Some Change On Your Head Boy, You're On Sale
yeah I'll See You In Hell, Pop-Pop Get Well
make Breakfast Cause I Got, You Walking On Egg Shells
zan With That Lean, I Ain't A Begging Muthafucka
but Nigga Please And I Aim This Muthafucka
at Your Memories And All My Niggas Bloods
but We Make You Niggas Bleed, Yeah, Bloody Mary
i'm The One With The Money So I Ain't The One With The Gun
all I Do Is Give The Word To The One With The Gun
i'm Triple O.g., Fucus Splitting The Sweet
fuck Bitches Get Money, Mission Complete
man Fuck These Niggas, I Ain't Worried 'bout 'em
these Niggas Pure Pussy, Pull A Pearl Out 'em
yeah, I Got A Virgin I Call Her Madonna
but I Ain't Trippin, Her Head Is A Monster
yeah, We Do This For Real
swear To God I Never Shoot Unless I'm Shooting To Kill
young Wild Muthafucka, Pop You And A Pill
boy Instead Of Writing Raps You Should Be Writing Your Will
you A Dead Man, I Get To Poppin' This Bitch
watch Where Your Head Land
i Ain't Right I Swear To God, I Need My Head Scanned
stand Up And Eat That Pussy While She On A Head Stand
i'm A Dog Ho, Camo Cargo's, Semi Auto's
my Bitch Sniff More Lines Than A Barcode
wish I Could Take A Shot Of Ciroc With Pac
sorry For The Wait 'til My Album Drop