Trigganometry - Intellectual

[Hook] (x2)

My Trigganoma

Trigganoma

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

Blood bath is the aftermath