[Pre-Chorus]
Trigger finger up and itchin' (itchin')
Comin' up short on the funds when I come 'round
That's how you come up missin'
Only thing we do, addition, in the Tesla, new edition
And the guns keep multiplyin', for everybody tryna do division
[Chorus]
Trigger finger up, it's up and itchin'
And I've been stuck, tryna get to them digits
Trigger finger up, it's up and itchin'
And I've been stuck, tryna get to them digits
[Verse 1]
I can feel the tension, when they look at me
See what they could've been if they had a lil more intention
And the girls givin' me the attention
Even though I can't fuck and I'm in the kitchen
Man, I ride to the beat and I ride for my dogs
Man, the only thing y'all ride benches
And I hopped on the Har' bike
On it all night 'cause I ride that like opposition
OJ in the glove compartment, don't make me put it to use
Outside of your blood's apartment, call that my finishin' move
Had my lil run-ins with knowledge, but I get ignorant too
Run up on me in a hoodie and I'm gonna do ya like somethin' that Zimmerman do
And for the record, fuck Zimmerman too
I'm a god's son, know that one that came before me, but he set a limit at two
The first one taught forgiveness, but this one a lil aloof
Cross me and I'll double cross y'all, have you considerin' livin' recluse
Trigger finger up and itchin' (itchin')
Comin' up short on the funds when I come 'round
That's how you come up missin'
Only thing we do, addition, in the Tesla, new edition
And the guns keep multiplyin', for everybody tryna do division
[Chorus]
Trigger finger up, it's up and itchin'
And I've been stuck, tryna get to them digits
Trigger finger up, it's up and itchin'
And I've been stuck, tryna get to them digits
[Verse 1]
I can feel the tension, when they look at me
See what they could've been if they had a lil more intention
And the girls givin' me the attention
Even though I can't fuck and I'm in the kitchen
Man, I ride to the beat and I ride for my dogs
Man, the only thing y'all ride benches
And I hopped on the Har' bike
On it all night 'cause I ride that like opposition
OJ in the glove compartment, don't make me put it to use
Outside of your blood's apartment, call that my finishin' move
Had my lil run-ins with knowledge, but I get ignorant too
Run up on me in a hoodie and I'm gonna do ya like somethin' that Zimmerman do
And for the record, fuck Zimmerman too
I'm a god's son, know that one that came before me, but he set a limit at two
The first one taught forgiveness, but this one a lil aloof
Cross me and I'll double cross y'all, have you considerin' livin' recluse
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