Unexpected

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Yung Hood - Rap, USA

Unexpected

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[Intro] Uh Psh, psh, let's go (It's that Trappin N London, for sure) [Chorus] I ain't never expect this shit (I ain't never), I ain't expect to pop like this (I swear) Flood my neck and bust down my wrist (Bust it down), she was solid, bust that my bitch (She can get it) Drunk off life, pour it up and sip (Pour it up), on the grind, watch me kick and flip (Watch me kick it) Like an actor, stickin' to the script (Stickin' to it), Percs and drink, I'm buyin' every script (Uh) [Verse 1] Ten hoes with me in the VIP (I swear) From the corner but I'm known for poppin' shit (Poppin' it) Movin' full throttle for that paper, no stoppin' it (You know it) Headfirst for that paper, rhinoceros (Yeah) Beat out the pack, you would think it's a boxing gym (Beat it up) King of the junglе, you think it's Mufasa here (Mufasa) Stop at the trap for thеm racks and I'm out of here (Gone) Pushin' that weight but I didn't have a sponsorship (Yeah) Hundred 'bows on the plane, how I got 'em there? (How I got 'em?) Can't stop 'cause I see that the money there (I see it) She think I'm sweet, make her eat on muscles Two 9s on my spine, get to buckin', no Buckner (Boom) Ballin' on them like we play at the Rucker (Swish) Might let her suck it but I'm still not a sucker (Swear to God) Fresh out the brick, I might sell them a hubba (Hubba) Got a play in the west and he coming from Lubbock (Comin' right now) [Interlude] Uh [Chorus] I ain't never expect this shit (I swear), I ain't expect to pop like this (I didn't) Flood my neck and bust down my wrist (Bust it down), she was solid, bust that my bitch (She can get it) Drunk off life, pour it up and sip (Pour it up), on the grind, watch me kick and flip (Watch me kick it) Like an actor, stickin' to the script (I'ma stick to it), Percs and drink, I'm buyin' every script (Uh) [Verse 2] Very simple, pill popper, lookin' for your bitch? I probably got her (She right here, bro) Chasin' the racks, you might run 'cross some problems (I swear) It feel so much better you come from the bottom (It do) R. Kelly-ass nigga, might well come out the closet (Might as well) Got this shit out the dirt like I'm lookin' for fossils (Like I'm lookin' for fossils) On the block with the drop, got it hotter than lava (Skrrt) I'm so proud of myself, might go buy me some Prada (Go and do it) Got a play in the North, told him meet on the property (Right now) When it come to that dope, they gon' say I'm a scholar (I am, boy) This some shit they can't afford, this not a Mirada (Uh-uh) Keep them racks in my pocket, this shit is symbolic (Symbolic) Make a ho give me knowledge, no need for her college (No need) Put my heart in the game and I left with a profit (I left it) Got my pockets all swole, I might be a lil' cocky (I do) Beat the box every week, got them callin' me Rocky [Interlude] Uh Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh And they gone Told y'all, "I won't be long, I'm on my way home" [Chorus] I ain't never expect this shit (I swear), I ain't expect to pop like this (I just did it) Flood my neck and bust down my wrist (Bust it down), she was solid, bust that my bitch (She can get it) Drunk off life, pour it up and sip (Pour it up), on the grind, watch me kick and flip (Watch me kick it) Like an actor, stickin' to the script (Stickin' to it), Percs and drink, I'm buyin' every script (Every one) [Outro] Bring them all to me, nigga Yeah, from a tray to a eighth, bring it my way, fuck you talkin' 'bout? How many pills you said you got? Say sixty or ninty, I want them all, nigga It's Young Uh

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  • Yung Hood