Lyrics Somebody's Revenge vi - IHBN

Somebody's revenge (6)
Back on his revenge, he keeps sending his mom to my house
Get the fuck outta my house, I hate yo' son
Oh you have a tumor? I hope you die
I hope you cry
You know I stay fly
When you die, it's gonna be like bye
Went to McDonald's and they gave me an apple pie
Said he's gonna blow up the sky
A new Skutt, I'm gonna buy (Of course)
"I hate Skutts"
Ok (Ok, ok, ok)
When I'm about to die, I'm still gonna release Kosta Tapes
Thank you for making me get out of Coronado
Liberty is so much better
I'm sorry, but it's true, I get the hoes wetter
Looks like I got a letter
"IHBN, I'm sending something to your house" (Hahahahahaha)
"It is a bomb"
Ok (ok, ok, ok)
Alright buddy, I mailed it back to your house
And that shit exploded, boom (boom, boom, boom)
Back on his revenge, he keeps sending his mom to my house
Get the fuck outta my house, I hate yo' son
Oh you have a tumor? I hope you die
I hope you cry
You know I stay fly
When you die, it's gonna be like bye
Went to McDonald's and they gave me an apple pie
Said he's gonna blow up the sky
A new Skutt, I'm gonna buy (Of course)
"I hate Skutts"
Ok (Ok, ok, ok)
He's on a mission to destroy every single Skutt
The Kilns and the wheels, etcetera
I was too late, he already destroyed a plethora
So I had to get my revenge
He's gonna destroy my group of friends
A Skutt, he blend
He thought it was splendid
On some RPG's, I spended
So I could blow him up, boom (boom, boom, boom)
Newsflash, you've met your doom (doom, doom, doom)
You're going back to the womb
(Back to the womb, back to the womb)
Back to the womb (Back to the womb)
Kosta's revenge 6 (Kosta's revenge 6)
Type shit (Type shit)
Back on his revenge, he keeps sending his mom to my house
Get the fuck outta my house, I hate yo' son
Oh you have a tumor? I hope you die
I hope you cry
You know I stay fly
When you die, it's gonna be like bye
Went to McDonald's and they gave me an apple pie
Said he's gonna blow up the sky
A new Skutt, I'm gonna buy (Of course)
"I hate Skutts"
Ok (ok, ok, ok)
Opps at my door
Ring, motion detected, front door
I asked him, "What's the score?"
The score is 9 to 0, you IHBN
I said, "Great, let's make this my ten"
Somebody needs to get away from the men
He also needs to get away from something else
But I'm not finna say it
Nah, I'm not gonna say it bruh
Back on his revenge, he keeps sending his mom to my house
Get the fuck outta my house, I hate yo' son
Oh you have a tumor? I hope you die
I hope you cry
You know I stay fly
When you die, it's gonna be like bye
Went to McDonald's and they gave me an apple pie
Said he's gonna blow up the sky
A new Skutt, I'm gonna buy (Of course)
"I hate Skutts"
Ok (ok, ok, ok)