"Retribution" lyrics
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
(Knock! Knock! Knock!)
(You're listening to Party Royale!)
(Let's get the Party Started!)
(removeface)
I'm just being fucking honest
Yeah, I did what I could
But he still reaching in his bag
Man I wish he would
And I still don't understand how he think he good
But that shit don't even matter
He ain't getting out the hood
And you acting like you flexed up
That shit ain't impressive
And you know you messed up
Look at who you messed with
Putting hex tags in your shit, acting like you cursed it
Said he "tired of being perfect"
But was it really worth it?
You drop a bag one then you dropping bag two
He playing defense, but what the fuck does that do?
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
You thought I wouldn't notice but you talking on my feed
He can't stand on his own 'cause I hit him in his knee
It don't matter if you run, I would never fucking leave
It don't matter what you front, ain't nobody gon believe (You)
But he going out sad
And you crying to your mom 'cause you don't got a dad
And you trying too hard, think it's time to step back
But you took that shit to heart 'cause they switching up fast
And you crying to your mom 'cause you don't got a dad
(Can you guess?)
You drop a bag one then you dropping bag two
He playing defense, but what the fuck does tha-that...
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack...
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
(Knock! Knock! Knock!)
(You're listening to Party Royale!)
(Let's get the Party Started!)
(removeface)
I'm just being fucking honest
Yeah, I did what I could
But he still reaching in his bag
Man I wish he would
And I still don't understand how he think he good
But that shit don't even matter
He ain't getting out the hood
And you acting like you flexed up
That shit ain't impressive
And you know you messed up
Look at who you messed with
Putting hex tags in your shit, acting like you cursed it
Said he "tired of being perfect"
But was it really worth it?
You drop a bag one then you dropping bag two
He playing defense, but what the fuck does that do?
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
It's too late you can't even go back now
You thought I wouldn't notice but you talking on my feed
He can't stand on his own 'cause I hit him in his knee
It don't matter if you run, I would never fucking leave
It don't matter what you front, ain't nobody gon believe (You)
But he going out sad
And you crying to your mom 'cause you don't got a dad
And you trying too hard, think it's time to step back
But you took that shit to heart 'cause they switching up fast
And you crying to your mom 'cause you don't got a dad
(Can you guess?)
You drop a bag one then you dropping bag two
He playing defense, but what the fuck does tha-that...
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
And when this shit go off we smo-o-o-o pa-a-a...
And when this shit go off-shit go off on your pack...
And when this shit go off we smoking on your pack too
