Unexpected ft. Yung Halo Lyrics

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She point me in directions unexpected, WMG, big chains with no interest

I drip in, Prada, her favorite designer, Bitch, please fix posture and bow to the highness

Me and gang tryna build an empire, Shooters on shooters, we producing the violence

Caught em lacking, might set em on fire, Took his bitch, she said she like my designer

You know half this shit hard to define, Keep the bands posted all through my mind

Straight hustler, bitch, I stay on my grind, And keep my hand on my nine

Speaking truth, tryna follow the signs, Talking crazy, get put in the sky

And that's on God, bitch

She point me in directions unexpected, WMG, big chains with no interest

I drip in, Prada, her favorite designer, Bitch, please fix posture and bow to the highness

FloJo gone, Big Jodie back, bitch, If you stand right along, I get you activists

I roll the wood as fat as a finger, Don't pass the bitch

This chopper full, it got a banana clip, I'm back with Halo, so you know I'm blessed again

But I won't cruise again without a vest and shit

I don't need the support, I'll invest in it, You'd have to spend a couple thousand to get next to this

She point me in directions unexpected, WMG, big chains with no interest

I drip in, Prada, her favorite designer, Bitch, please fix posture and bow to the highness

She point me in directions unexpected, WMG, big chains with no interest

I drip in, Prada, her favorite designer, Bitch, please fix posture and bow to the highness