finga on tha trigga - cursed lyrics
[chorus]
fi*fi*finga on the trigga, [?]
[verse]
got ma 9 on ma mothaf*ckin side
when i slide, n*ggas gonna duck n hide
from tha corner to yo house to tha porch
do a drive*by
dressed in all black
say goodbye when i ride
buckshot to ya dome
got my chrome .44
don’t step to ma town if you don’t
want a hole through yo chest
burning flesh
[?]
with a flex
who tha best?
f*ck tha rest
mothaf*ckas won’t test
to a n*gga from tha west
i’m a product of a god
nothing neva less
i’m straight creepin out tha kut
smoke a blunt
talkin sh*t?
oh, you don’t know what’s up
with tha set
you get wet
when i’m k!llin like a psychopath
feel tha wrath
if you steppin in ma path
it’s a butcher, a bloodbath
feel tha blast
you get laced
leave a bl**dy trace
when i’m straight aimin fo yo face
[chorus]
fi*fi*finga on the trigga, [?]
[outro]
yeah, dj*j t, cursed, sixset open this b*tch, if you dont know now you know motherf*cker, [?]
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