This is a song about "Nigga trigga"

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

To liberate yourself, africa

Our nation have to bow, africa

You think that he frontin nigga?

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Stay ready to pull a trigga quick

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

You're uncool like my mother kin

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Young roy to another nigga

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Yeah, one time for the