DJ Cortez - Unexpected Fame 2 lyrics

[Intro: DJ Cortex & King Lil Jay #00] Let's get it Clout Lord (So Double 0, they been waiting on this sh**) No cases (Unexpected Fame 2 on you motherf**ers) b**hes think y'all slick? (We sipping real ack over here my n***a) (We getting real money my n***a) (You ready Double 0?) (We gone) [Verse 1: King Lil Jay #00] What the f** wrong with these n***as? All of these n***as my sons I used to sell weed to you n***as I used to give you n***as guns You n***as not on the crumb All of you n***as is bums My n***as we ain't for nothing We strapped up with 30s and drums If we see an op Make they body drop If not I bet they just run You n***as, y'all say that y'all k**ers Well go and do a hit or something Saint Lawrence where I'm from 63rd, right by the store My life is a movie Strapped up with this toolie We change the channel, no remote King Lil Jay for president But there is no need to vote Cause I'm so Clouted up Compete with me There is no hope [Outro: DJ Cortex & King Lil Jay #00] n***as know what it is man f** boys (WTO) STL, EBT (We is the f**ing ops n***a) Saint Lawrence, 063 (Unexpected Fame 2 my n***a) L's L's (Clout Lord on the way) What the f** wrong with these n***as (Hope y'all n***as paying attention) You n***as not on the crumb (Aye, I'm gone) All of you n***as is bums But none of y'all eyes on the gun