Trippie Redd – Oomp’s Revenge Lyrics

Oomp’s Revenge Lyrics by Trippie Redd

[Intro]
Somehow, my songs always apply to my real life right now
I be predicting the future
I think I’m good at that shit
Yeah, uh
This is a beat pusher production

[Hook/Chorus]
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
‘Cause that s–t up for grabs hoe, put that on my tab hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that b—h to have a blast, hoe
Yes I’m a a—–e, b—h why you mad for?
They say that I’m mad dope
Balling on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
N—-s always hating but ain’t got no f—–g bag bro
I just keep it pushing I ain’t worried ’bout the mad folks

[Verse]
If a n—a test me I’ma reach up in this bag though
And put on my ski mask, hoe
And let off hella shots and do 200 on the dash, bro
I can’t go out sad, bro
Got a family and I still wanna pop some tags mo’
Used to want a Jag, hoe
Now I’m in a Bentley still want the money
SS 14s on the side it’s Trippie
I don’t think they get me
Build a legacy and hope my n—-s be up with me
If not then you is against me
Leave your body souless, empty
Used to feel so empty
Now the chips is stacking up, I need like every f—–g penny
And everyone that’s with me
I used to feel alone, but I know my brother’s soul is with me
I know Oompa’s soul is with me

[Hook/Chorus]
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
‘Cause that s–t up for grabs, hoe
Put that on my tab, hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that b—h to have a blast, hoe
Yes, I’m a a—–e
B—h, why you mad for?
They say that I’m mad dope
Balling on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
N—-s always hating but ain’t got no f—–g bag bro
I just keep it pushing I ain’t worried ’bout the mad folks