Revenge Lyrics

Ooh, walk in the trap and I got on Revenge
I’m dressed real cool ‘cause I’m styled by Ian
Ooh, walk in the trap and I got on Revenge
I’m dressed real cool ‘cause I’m styled by Ian
Serve a junkie and she gave me a tip
I know it ain’t cool, I gotta get it in
Double cup and I pour me a 4
Sorry auntie, I ain’t servin’ no more (hey auntie)

Hurt, what it do?
Huh, these niggas want some Revenge
But we be spendin’ they bands
Uh, Goonrich

These niggas want some Revenge
But we be spendin’ that bands
Fuckin’ them bitches, they say that they twins
Glock with that 30, I got it from Ian
Uh, and we gon’ spend it again
Spend it again ‘cause I want some Revenge
Two twin Glocks when I hit at his men
Servin’ that underhand in a Benz

Ooh, walk in the trap and I got on Revenge
I’m dressed real cool ‘cause I’m styled by Ian
Serve a junkie and she gave me a tip
I know it ain’t cool, I gotta get it in
Double cup and I pour me a 4
Sorry auntie, I ain’t servin’ no more (hey auntie)
Block hot, so I’m servin’ ‘em Os
Ice, ice, got Revenge on the floor
Huh, I got that Revenge on the floor
Huh, the Js at the door, low blow
Fuck it up, then we go hit the store
Cookin’ up, baby, do I get the dough?
6 in the morning, auntie at the door
Servin’ them Ps, nigga, get an O
Sippin’ that Wock, I pour a 4
Finesse his ass, turn 8 to a 4
Sippin’ that drank, nigga need some more
Goonrich, yeah

These niggas want some Revenge
But we be spendin’ that bands
Fuckin’ them bitches, they say that they twins
Glock with that 30, I got it from Ian
Uh, and we gon’ spend it again
Spend it again ‘cause I want some Revenge
Two twin Glocks when I hit at his men
Servin’ that underhand in a Benz
These niggas want some Revenge
But we be spendin’ that bands
Fuckin’ them bitches, they say that they twins
Glock with that 30, I got it from Ian
Uh, and we gon’ spend it again
Spend it again ‘cause I want some Revenge
Two twin Glocks when I hit at his men
Servin’ that underhand in a Benz

Uh, lookin’ for Luke ‘cause I couldn’t find Ian
I need new clothes, I’m spendin’ a band
Double cup and I’m sleepy again
I’m sippin’ on Hi-Tech, not no gin
What? Tape his ass up
Call Ian, what, cut the store like, what
Trap in the hood, I’ma serve at your home
Trap at her house and I call her my son
Stone Island, got the bricks in the bunk
Lord help me ‘cause I’m servin’ them punks

These niggas want some Revenge
But we be spendin’ that bands
Fuckin’ them bitches, they say that they twins
Glock with that 30, I got it from Ian
Uh, and we gon’ spend it again
Spend it again ‘cause I want some Revenge
Two twin Glocks when I hit at his men
Servin’ that underhand in a Benz