Velazce - Revenge, 33k Pt. 2 (feat. Elavity & Vul++) Lyrics

On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
We were never cool
Nah
We were never cool
Step back thinking
That I f*ck with you
I pulled up right around
Nine in that 6 speed
Filled with the team
The same dirty
Black jeans
All black too
I'm feelin' mean
Yeah
Shit looking like my mental
Dark skies when I come alive
Thunderstorms
When we arrive
F*ck a knife f*ck a butterfly
Follow me into the night
And question if I'm feeling alright, yeah
Haven't been the same
Since 8th grade
I hated all my classmates
All posers and I can't relate
33k and I driving slow
In this dark night
Hiding in the afterlife
I keep a smile
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
Yeah
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
Ex bitch want attention
But she know that i can't give it
And the boys
They want the shells
Cause they know that I've been dishin
F*ck you and your lil clique
Get your teeth kicked in
Yes I f*cked your bitch
Yeah she like me cause I listen
Look at how I glisten
And I shine
Got my name up in your mouth
But I don't mind
Would I stress about a bitch?
Don't got the time
Now some pussy boys
Be banging up my line
But I keep to myself
Like I always do
All people from my high school
I don't f*ck with you
Watching for the fakes
Cut the grass with the snakes
Put that 30 in ya face
Like my song i let it bang
Let it bang
Let it spray
Put my fist up in your face
Put my dick up in your bae
Now your heart up in the grave
F*ck bout what have you say
Imma run up with the blade
Draw your blood I let it rain
Yeah
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
Yeah
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
F*ck
33 33
33k
Aye, aye
Aye, Sit the f*ck down
Why you talking for me
Get the f*ck up out my face
If you ain't really talkin' money
I don't think you understand
I don't see what's funny
F*ck around with me
I'll leave curbed all f*cking bloody
Think it's funny?
What's it really bout
Keep my name out your f*cking mouth
Only reason you is here
Is for a lil clout
Run your wallet
You look like a drought
I took like way to many shots
I think I'm bout to f*cking blackout
Back shots
Back shots
Shawty screaming from them ass shots
She took some snapshots
F*cked like a mascot
I'm over that
On my, on my
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about
Yeah
On my revenge type shit
F*ck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch of clowns
For thinking that we know
What you're talking about