Unexpected Fame

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King Lil Jay - Rap, Drill

Unexpected Fame

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[Intro] Let's get it Double-0, Oso Arrogant Fly Boy Gang, free Brick Alright [Chorus] Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing [Verse] Unexpected Fame, I'm Double-0 from Fly Boy Gang Bitches wanna fuck and suck on me just 'cause my name All my niggas, they Insane; all my niggas, they untamed Tookaville and TutuGang, man, that shit will never change All this fame and clout was unexpected Ain't been rapping for a year, but I'm already a legend We got lethal weapons, so you gonna need a blessing Just call me a "teacher," I'll teach your ass a lesson Shout out my shooter Wooski, he'll put you in that dirt Don't fuck with me now if you ain't fuck with me at first And you know it's Team No Lackin', so I'm always on alert When it's cracking, get to clapping like the end of a concert I never lie, I tell the truth, thirty-shots, yeah, I will shoot Hollow tips up in it, too, you try to run, chase after you Shout out broski 22, it's death before dishonor, stoop [Chorus] Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing [Verse 2] Coolin' on the plane with Fly Boy Gang And I'm FBG, so you know I got good aim Middle fingers to your hood and whatever you claim L's up for Tookaville and die L's for you lames Bankroll, can't fold, smokin' dope in public Glock under my Trukfit for fuck niggas on fuck shit If that's your bitch, she gon' fuck quick, and her friend gon' do the same And her brain is so insane and I don't even know her name Might not it make it in this rap shit, but I'm gon' be rich, on me Yeah, my whole team gon' eat, we gon' make it to the T-O-P If a nigga fuck with me, then he gonna be six-feet D-O-A is guaranteed, a man down on the scene Unexpected Fame, my niggas we no talking My niggas we Team Coughing, we do a hit we exhausted You fuck with us, you done lost it You must be off Halsted [Chorus] Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame Unexpected Fame, I ain't fucking with you lames Unexpected Fame, Unexpected Fame I be coolin' on the plane with the gang, we do our thing

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  • King Lil Jay