This is a song about "When i pull the trigger"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Cuz when you talk tough i put my finger on the trigger,

Playboy, i don't own that man

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

Like don't pull the trigger it ain't worth it

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

So all the hustling for nothing man

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

I be on my dark liquor

I linger, finger on the trigger

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

That's what rains for

And i pull my trigger