Trigganometry

[Hook] (x2)
My Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Blood bath is the aftermath
Blood bath is the aftermath

[Verse]
I'm alone in the dark
Evil is running and there ain’t telling I met it load the creature feel the spark
Sitting back contemplating
The only way to get some money got me thinking empathology
Just to eat ima rob
And im chillen all by myself while my finger is sitting on the trigger
Man scheming to get a nigga
No filler I fill them all
And im popping off on that Guinness I gotta be getting so quick and shit
In a minute im thinking of life and living it
It’s hard the other day I lost my job
Or make it even worse I got by homeless busting lines at the same time
Dealing with depression got me drugged and getting loaded I throw like a gang sign
Finna be leaving fuckers with my slang
Im ripping and killing my verses in the day time
But in the night I begin to follow at a turn and there’s something by me
Tryna eat and im so sick and tired and my stomach growling gotta make a woofle
For music I know my shit is the bomb
And I promise to break a promise
And they proceed to the death of me
Ima be isolated to stay away from the risk
Bringing the hottest shit when I be chopping
And watching my partners turning to enemies
They being mine to fear
Without a lesson they refuse to amaze me
I need your car your family your girl if she can shave me
They loving the day I finally come around when I don’t find myself in isolation
Chill though while my clock inside the basement
Im wondering if the book of society
Where I think im a 9
You struggling with the vicious attention living inside me
Got me ready to pick up my pistol gripping
And I be sitting striper call miss the good wicked the figure
Try me nigga
Could you survive me?
Should ‘a shot from the eye
And you stay defended
And nothing to spill the hood
But for I was turning mental
Go first and watch out for question with a valuable fession out of a confession
Best to murmur it quietly
Put em to sleep waiting for the knock then I hit the streets
Fill them pre burn up there boroughs like a tweet
They testing the beat
Come to me right on them with the heat
I tell if you fucking around with these niggas I finna feast
With multiple guns too
Probably gonna get to popping em chopping them like kung fu
Soon as I start shooting
And all around on the rubble under rubble making them dominous
Kinda like Allah opposite person tugging on loot
And then straight from the desert we go killing them im a sign of turning homicidal
Doing damage every time with the shotty
I behead em if you trying
I bet it yet im a round of the revenant never careful with the night
Got the hammer let it fly
And they’ve never been afraid of being relegated
Fell on when an independent nigga trying
And instead I’ll ask the creature putting them pennies to the side
Leaving the opposition in a random panic every sigh
Im always killing it cannon on my side
You pussy motherfuckers be watching us popping niggas
If they cross the line
Soon as were stepping on up im grind ima shine
And niggas talk off
I getting violent all the time
And they be probably lying
So witness ima make apologize from running high
But with somebody wiggle when I smash a nigga on sight
Soon as you catch ima follow this nigga quick and quiet
I run out on top and they are on par
NOBODY
Run up on a counter filler drugger pop a snow white
Hit him in the jaw thought he was trying to throw the snow white
Tryna be intimidated
Till he got eliminated
When I let it loose because I knew it was the whole time
Niggas talking wretched till I pull out the wretched
Take it from pity
Just spinning ya quick Hear the blast
If we got a problem then I probably kicking his ass
Hit it with the spit and if we triggering that bitch ima smash
They’ll be all cool with their mag
At ready for whatever when they’re come to rocking the mic
I Prolly on another level ahead of my time
Chopping them up and I’ve been another level for start ima shine
Rather they better be thinking im like a shovel with incredible talent
Been in the same name
As I should be getting it with the rough skin
And I’m killing the tracks
And I’m about to chop up these reservoirs
Tip on wood on the head or if that’s still enough pack and trip im letting them having the mic
8, 8 trig on mic
I’m never AK shit
Spitting it rough and you get a pass on the change
It is one of the realest I feel like I gotta be won’t stop on my shit
And beat I finally go banging in fucking jamborees
Lyrically half of the competition have heard of me
Hop on the track I finna be separate like a tambourine
I thought of an instrumental like gasoline
I was psycho bring your pistol I’m gonna introduce you to my trigga

[Hook] (x4)
My Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Trigganoma
Blood bath is the aftermath
Blood bath is the aftermath