This is a song about "Hoody trigga"

My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it

You never play with young boys cause they never private

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I'll murk em like dirk nowitzki pullin the trigga from three

I never crack i got that chap stick

Stay ready to pull a trigga quick

My trigga told me "get em" and i told him that "i got em good"

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look