Trigger Finger (feat. Soulja Boy)

I ain't looking back, I'm a douche-bag to these pussy ass ****

Hammer in my drawers, but I nail your bitch

Blunts like fingers, I'm 'bout to make a fist

Everybody die, go on bury me alive

Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside

Glock clip full like the moon in the sky

I'm at the gas station adding fuel to the fire

Life ain't shit but bitches and money

I pass that weed like I studied

Bury me in fire and watch me phoenix

Highway to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic

You're tied to the track on my train of thoughts

And controlling my thoughts is like taming sharks

And these hoes, these wanna kick it with me I'm a sensei

And I got fat pockets, you **** in shape

Tools is on deck, tattoos on neck

Life is a bitch, I make it your ex

Better turn to God 'fore I turn to Godzilla

How the fuck you gon' talk shit to diarrhea?

Motherfucka, it's on, I'm just rubbing 'em wrong

Put a bug in my ear but not in my phone

I have a broke motherfucka run in your home

For a crumb and a bone and put one in your dome

One in your dome, one in your dome

One, one in your dome, one in your dome

One in your dome, one in your dome

One, one in your dome, one in your dome

Uh

Empty stomach, full clip

I'm gon' get it

Gon' get it

Empty stomach, full clip

I'm gon' get it

Gon' get it

My tigger finger itching, my finger trigger itching

My tigger finger itching, my finger trigger itching

My tigger finger itching, ****

I don't like to dream about getting paid

You ain't gon' hurt nobody like kid in play

Ain't none sweet but the codeine, ****

Eyes hella red like chlorine in 'em

I was getting at pussy I was getting that money

Long hair, don't care, hacksaw Jim Duggan

Too high to take a breath, too high to take a step

Two rights don't make a wrong, three rights make a left

The cops on my dick, the feds on my nerves

I walk it like I talk it, got legs on my words

If she don't suck dick, I don't give her that dick

Got the world in my hands, I'ma dribble that bitch

Money is the issue, full court pressure

I like my blunt, nutty professor

I'm a straight rider with a getaway driver

Hit you dead on the money, now you dead on arrival

I don't fuck with these ****, too old for new friends

But never too rich for new money

These **** buying haterade by the twelve pack

Like two stomachs

I'm laced up like two shoes

Miss Goody

Keep that ratchet, ****

Trigger finger itching, I'll scratch you, ****

Blow your fuckin' blow you brains out in traffic, ****

Got green, New Orleans, St. Patrick, ****

One bitch in the whip, one on the phone

The one on the phone is in front of your home

She 'bout to run in your home and put one in your dome

One in your dome, one in your dome

One, one in your dome, one in your dome

One in your dome, one in your dome

One, one in your dome, one in your dome

Uh

Empty stomach, full clip

I'm gon' get it

Gon' get it

Empty stomach, full clip

I'm gon' get it

Gon' get it

My tigger finger itching, my finger trigger itching

My tigger finger itching, my finger trigger itching

My tigger finger itching, ****

Rest in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death

Rest In peace to the game, tell them kill theyself

Make your death-wish, 'cause I'm too fresh

'Cause I'm fresh to death

'Cause I'm fresh to death

You go broke tryna get fresh like this

Rest in peace to the game 'cause I killed it

I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death

What you talking? I came out a coffin

Yeah, I just can't see myself

Living in a house of mirrors

I bought me a double-R

'Cause I went from rags to riches

And these **** nag like bitches

Actin' like little fags like Richard

And all of my bitches be bad as vision

You got a problem? I could fix it like a mathematician

I am munition, call me Ammo for short

Trukfit shirt, camo' the shorts

Your girl is a freak, your man is a NARC

Put your son in your arm, I put one in your dome

Tunechi

One in your dome, one in your dome

One in your dome, one, one in your dome

One in your dome, one in your dome

One in your dome, one, one in your dome