Summer Sixteen lyrics

(Looking, looking)
Looking, looking
Looking, looking

Looking, looking...

Looking for revenge
All summer sixteen
All summer sixteen
Playing dirty no clean
Out front Four Seasons looking like a damn football team
All in the same thing
All repping one thing
Looking for revenge

To Do what you couldn't do
Tell Obama that my verses are like the whips at the end
They bulletproof
Minus twenty we in Pitt feel that
Case Catching in a canada goose
Famous as fuck but I’m still in the cut when they round up the troops
I’m a sicko a real sicko
Why would I put on a vest I expect you would go for the head
And I blame all my day ones
I let the diss record drop you were standing right below me
I coulda killed you the first time
You better off not saying nothing
Then I hit em with the highline
Chris breezy with the dance move
Jimi hendrix with the solo
Those the strings that you can’t pull
And I can really dish it out
Come and get it from the source
Golden state running practice at my house, nigga, what am I about

Looking for revenge
All summer sixteen
All summer sixteen
Playing dirty no clean
Out front Four Seasons looking like a damn football team
All in the same thing
All repping one thing
Looking for revenge

All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little
All your ex’s know I like my O’s with a V in the middle
You would love it if I went away or didn’t say nothing else
How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself?
You was never gang, gang, gang, you was never one of us
Had us fooled for a minute now we all grown up
But I’m better off any way
Y’all never gon’ finish drake
Say you seeing bout it when you see me man y’all never home anyway
Thought of things that you shoulda said, thought of things that you shouldn’t say
We even gave you the whole money play and you still broke to this day
Oh it’s your time now that’s what everybody say
Used to wanna be on Rocafella but I turned into Jay
Now I got a house in LA
Now I got a bigger pool than Ye, and Ye’s pool is nice
Mine is just bigger that’s all I’m saying
Soon as I’m back in the city I’ma throw it away
I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne
Or give it to one of them young niggas so they can carry the wave

Looking for revenge
All summer sixteen
All summer sixteen
Playing dirty no clean
Out front Four Seasons looking like a damn football team
All in the same thing
All repping one thing
Looking for revenge

(They don’t want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye...)

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