TRIGGA
Locked and loaded hand on the clip so cold this steel I'm holding
Cock that back, when they hear that click man shift to the left in motion
Blacked out whip with the right-hand itching, rolling windows open
Psycho business, we fire it up we don't need no motive
(AHH) and you better be running
Get in the whip at the push of a button
Strap in the back as they hear that we're coming
And pulling up all of a sudden
(SKRRR)
Say that I'm bluffing
See what'll happen it's not a discussion
(BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW)
Watching them looking for cover and ducking
Now I've been told that I'm a sinner
No going back I'm locked and loaded with the stinger
I got the banger in my hand and its a killer
I'm bout to blow I got my finger on the trigger bitch
What's new
I see red when I hear your crew
When a man ride out we don't cruise
I ain't scared of the boys in blue
We don't come for the money, its karma
Coz somebody gotta pay their dues
And you better bring your armor
Strapped up head-top down to the boots
Massacre
See me hop in the whip and I'll back it up
Got em dodging in the challenger
Automatic with the caliber
That's .44, fully padded up
You ain't ready you're an amateur
Keep it running with the stamina
Weapon ready it'll damage ya
Now I've been told that I'm a sinner
No going back I'm locked and loaded with the stinger
I got the banger in my hand and its a killer
I'm bout to blow I got my finger on the trigger bitch
Cock that back, when they hear that click man shift to the left in motion
Blacked out whip with the right-hand itching, rolling windows open
Psycho business, we fire it up we don't need no motive
(AHH) and you better be running
Get in the whip at the push of a button
Strap in the back as they hear that we're coming
And pulling up all of a sudden
(SKRRR)
Say that I'm bluffing
See what'll happen it's not a discussion
(BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW)
Watching them looking for cover and ducking
Now I've been told that I'm a sinner
No going back I'm locked and loaded with the stinger
I got the banger in my hand and its a killer
I'm bout to blow I got my finger on the trigger bitch
What's new
I see red when I hear your crew
When a man ride out we don't cruise
I ain't scared of the boys in blue
We don't come for the money, its karma
Coz somebody gotta pay their dues
And you better bring your armor
Strapped up head-top down to the boots
Massacre
See me hop in the whip and I'll back it up
Got em dodging in the challenger
Automatic with the caliber
That's .44, fully padded up
You ain't ready you're an amateur
Keep it running with the stamina
Weapon ready it'll damage ya
Now I've been told that I'm a sinner
No going back I'm locked and loaded with the stinger
I got the banger in my hand and its a killer
I'm bout to blow I got my finger on the trigger bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Berge Komorian
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