Lil Wayne – Tunechi’s Back Lyrics

Lil Wayne Tunechi’s Back Lyrics

Man, fuck these n*****

“Tunechi’s back, Tunechi’s back”
That’s all these bitches screaming that Tunechi’s back
All eyes on me, n****, picture I’m rolling
Strapped up with that Mac, masked up like a goalie
Man, my bitch on that coke, she snorted four and a baby
Now, the bitch owe me, she sell that pussy and pay me
They saying “Tunechi’s back, Tunechi’s back”
And I brought them twins with me, n****, click and clack
Let’s go

Out on bail, work on the scale
Put some change on your head, boy, you on sale
Yeah, I’ll see you in hell, pop-pop, get well
Make breakfast ’cause I got you walking on eggshells
Xan with that lean
I ain’t a begging motherfucker, but, n****, please
And I aim this motherfucker at your memories
And all my n*****’ Bloods, but we make you n***** 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 OG, Fuque splitting a Sweet
Fuck bitches, get money, mission complete
Man, fuck these n*****, I ain’t worried ’bout ’em
These n***** 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 motherfucker, 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 headstand
I’m a dog, ho
Camo cargos, semi-auto
My bitch sniff more lines than a barcode, yeah
Wish I could take a shot of Ciroc with Pac
Sorry 4 The Wait, till my album drop