Looking, looking, looking Looking, looking, looking Looking, looking Looking Looking Looking for revenge All summer sixteen All summer sixteen Playing dirty not clean Out in front of 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 just like the whips that he in They bulletproof Minus twenty we in Pitfield That Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose Famous as fuck but I'm still in the cut When they round up the troops I'm just a sicko, a real sicko When you get to know me nigga I let the diss record drop You was staying right below me, nigga We must have played it a hundred times You was going to bed Why would I put on a vest? I expect you to aim for the head I coulda killed you the first time You don't have to try to say it louder, nigga Trust, we heard you the first time It's nothing personal I would have done it to anyone And I blame where I came from And I blame all my day ones You know Chubbs like Draymond You better off not saying nothing Them boys they a handful Then I hit 'em with the Hotline Chris Breezy with the dance moves Mo-G with the dance moves Ave Boy with the dance moves Jimi Hendrix with the solo Those the strings that you can't pull Yeah, and I could really dish it out Come and get it from the source Fuck with all the word of mouth Golden State running practice at my house Nigga, what am I about? You gon' really feel it now I'm out here Looking for revenge All summer sixteen All summer sixteen Playing dirty not clean Out in front of Four Seasons Looking like a damn football team All repping one thing Looking for revenge All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little All your exes 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, gang, you was never one of us Had us fooled for a minute there, now we done all grown up But I'm better off anyway 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 Said things that you shouldn't say We even gave you the whole money play And y'all still broke to this day Oh it's your time now, yeah, that's what everybody say I used to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay Now I got a house in LA Now I got a bigger pool than Ye And look man, Ye's pool is nice Mine's just big is what I'm saying I'm that nigga's what I'm saying Getting things done around here How you let me run it down here I'm not even from around here Six, six, six, six, six Soon as I'm back in the city they throw a parade I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne Or give it to one of the young boys to carry the wave Yeah, so trust me, they'll be out here Looking for revenge All summer sixteen All summer sixteen Playing dirty not clean Out in front of Four Seasons Looking like a damn football team All repping one thing Looking for... They don't want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye