Triggernometry Lyrics

Real trap shit, Trapaholics

We make it look easy, fuck with your boys

Damn son, where'd you find this

Look good from all angles, this trigonometry

Real shooter, I'm the trigger nominee

Do it for economy, bring that poison to your colony

Barbed wire for a rosary, rose on your stone for opposing me

Shorty said she wanna pose with me, feeling cold in all these frozen links

Get it popping like some cola drinks, watch you shimmy clean

Do your dirty like a chimney sweep, sitting on concrete

Step to me, I spit at your feet, scooping brains off the seat

Now you're covered in a sheet, in a hearse down the street

Yeah you heard it from me, have you hurting and beat

Type of weight could burden a thief

Turn the burner on, cook and repeat

Throw a hook on your beat, have em hooked for a fee

Get your murder for free, leave you curled in your pee

Just for fucking with me, ain't no fucking with me

Keep it a buck with you G, better buckle your seat

I be knuckle deep, in her luncheon meat, call it punchin beef

I wanna hear guns bustin over beats

My shooter eat, move food through the hood, thats Uber Eats

Smoother than you think, I'ma pull her like a string

Have her droolin on my thing, it's been proven that I'm king

Come to do my thing, kneel and kiss the ring

Need a bird without the wings, need a burner that can sing

On the corner with my bling, you a foreigner to the streets

Perfect form, you can't compete, I came to eat

Your bitch see me, she gonna cheat, like she in heat

I got the heat, under seat, let the thunder speak

Hundred piece, knock you out your sneaks

This is a certified hood classic