Revenge

Lou Ferrigmo
Ferragamo the big toe
FN the pistol
If you don’t get it get the gist though
You plot forgot the plot twist though
You not this though
Revenge is not a hot dish hoe
The Shit Is ice cold
The night’s young
And your life’s old
17.5 that price is old
You looked away she winking at me man ya is wife is bold
Revenge is not a hot dish the shit is ice cold

No squares at the round table
Say you nicer you don’t sound stable
It’s only ten a key for mike vrabel
Gotta add 20
Thank God I ain’t a washed up street nigga who had money
Whip game proper
Cook coke with sriracha
I move mobster
Smooth I invoke Sinatra
No stylist no sponsor
I go bonkers
4 G Wagons back to back like 4 tonka’s

I can sing to Violent screams over violin strings

My reality is far beyond your wildest dreams

You niggas childish say I’m wild over the mildest things

But As a man I have done away with childish things

I like 6 figure cars
Bitches with bigger bras
Diversifying my portfolio
Took 12 horses out for a short rodeo
Jockey on the Road to the riches
And The path I’m on is socio

The Shit Is ice cold
The night’s young
And your life’s old
17.5 that price is old
You looked away she winking at me man ya is wife is bold
Revenge is not a hot dish the shit is ice cold