Lyrics:
murder and mayhem
Look out for lay man
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them
Don't run to lose your life
Enjoy
My love's a revolver, volver, volver, volver
My love's a revolver, volver, volver, volver
Oops, I guess I shot ya
My finger's on the trigger
I
Oops, I guess I shot ya
My finger's on the trigger
I had a bullet with your name on it, click click
I'm a sex pistol
My love should be illegal
My love's a revolver
My love's a revolver
Oops I guess I shot ya
My finger's on the trigger
I had a bullet with your name on it
Click,
more
Yeah, trigger fingers turn to Twitter fingers
Yeah, you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga
I'm not the type of nigga that'll type to niggas
to open up more
Yeah, trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers
Yeah, you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga
I'm not the type of nigga that'll type
And your eyes are filled with tears
Hold your breath boys hold your breath
Finger your trigger and welcome death
Because the chopper's filled with your
finger trigger) made em dumber now
blurred stains all around
scl smokin by the pound
ninja go scale for pound for pound
pound for pound for pound
catch
the hands
You need a partner, we can spar
All the youngin's that I know
Boy they don't use hand guards
They use the trigger like quick drama draw
Yea, me
your trigger finger now
And ain't no weapon formed against us, bitches love my style
But it'd be realer if you really love me
And I ain't never want
and sick
Leg missin, agent orange and an un-useable dick
So as I reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold
From squeezing so hard my reason is no control
'specially when I got to push
When shit is fishy, my trigger finger get itchy
All you sissies, I'm a general like Ulysses
Fuck with me, I'm incredible like
strapped
Four-four, tray-eight or AK-47
'Cause slowly but surely send you on a stairway to heaven
Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back
And lay
A bullet from the back of a bush
Took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set
Bursting through the blast doors, til death do us part
If i don't open this safe then let our trigger fingers talk
(Talk to the trigger finger)
Stick
the feelings
A shade of red could really set the mood
Stand back
Click click motherfucker finger's on the trigger
Boom
I know what I've done
Who I've become
all over your bed
Cause I pulled the fucking trigger now you're motherfucking dead
You're a stupid little bitch, a fucking dumbass and a tard
Should've
the way the world is mine
That's just the way all stars must shine
Assassination by vitriol and your quill is a loaded gun
Your finger on the trigger
Let it be known (yea)
I let be known that you was fucking with some niggas
I let it be known that you gon make me pull the trigger
You tell me I'm
that's just the way the world is mine
That's just the way all stars must shine
Assassination by vitriol and your quill is a loaded gun
Your finger
on his white tee
Now he's got that Christmas style
Trigger finger blue
Jack Frost's balls
Waiting for the first snow to fall
Yes bitch it's a white
Clockwise, you worshiping the Glock nine
Feeling all the power trigger finger all those shots fire
Spik lighter spiff sparking up the blunt passing
To the real
paint circle of trust
One lady in my arms, that's a circle of love
One kid in each arm, that's the circle of trust
Yeah, trigger, trigger, trigger
let us end
Replace my heart
I don't wanna live by coping, I'm done with hoping end
And I turn the doorknob with two fingers to be slow
Enough
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