Trigger Finger Album Version (Edited)

I ain't looking back, I'm a back to these Hammer in my drawers, but I nail your Blunts Like fingers, I'm about to make a fist. Everybody die, go and 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 but that money. I pass that weed like I study. Bury me in fire and watch me phoenix. Highway to heaven, I'm taking the scenic. You tied to the track, I'm a train of Thoughts. And controlling my thoughts is like taming Sharks. And these, and these wanna kick it with Me, I'm a sensei. And I got fat pockets, you in shape. Twos on deck, tattoos on necks. Life is a I'll make her your ex. Better turn to God before I turn to Godzilla. How the you gon' talk to diarrhea? Mother is on, I'm just righting the wrong. Put a bug in my ear, but not in My phone. I'll have a broke mother run in Your home. 'Fore I come in the bone and Put one your dome. your dome, one in your Dome, one dome, one, one in Your dome, one 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 trigger finger itchin', my trigger finger Itchin'. My trigger finger itchin', my trigger Finger itchin'. My trigger finger itchin'. I don't like to dream about getting paid. You ain't gon' hurt nobody like kitten play. Ain't nothing sweet but the codeine Eyes hella red Like chlorine in 'em. I was getting that 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 the feds on my nerves. Walk it like I talk it, got legs on My words. If she don't suck I don't give Her that Got the world in my hands, I'ma Dribble that Money is the issue, Full cup 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 with these too old for New friends. But never too rich for new money. These buying hate or raid by the twelve-pack, Like two stomachs. I'm laced up like two shoes, Miss Goodie. keep that ratchet. Trigger finger itchin', I scratch it. Blow your, blow your brains out in traffic. Got green, New Orleans, Saint Patrick. One 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 your dome. One dome, One, dome. One 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 trigger finger itchin', my trigger finger Itchin'. My trigger finger itchin', my trigger Finger itchin'. My trigger finger itchin'. Rest in peace to the gang 'cause I'm fresh To death. Rest in peace to the game, Tell 'em kill they self. 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 gang 'cause I Killed it. I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death. What you talkin'? I came out a coffin. Yuh. 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 Acting like little like Richard. And all of my be bad as Vision. You got a problem, I could fix it like A mathematician. I am munition, Call me ammo for short. Truck fit shirt, Camo the shorts. Your girl is a freak, Your man is a narc. With your son in Your arm, I'll put one your dome. Tunechi. One in dome, One in your dome. One, your