This is a song about "Pulling the trigger"

And you don't think i'd hit the trigger?

But is you trynna be dinner

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

In this cold world, it's all about collection

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

Pushing in my mama van

One finger in the trigger,

I couldn't get any bigger

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Alright, now before you decide to pull the trigger/

That the villains are pulling in

And picture me rollin