Butch Dawson - Trigger Lyrics

Chorus
Pictures on my wall thats the fam right there (Hey!) I cant piss em off we too grande right here (Hey!) Big (Hey!)
Bigger (Hey!)
Lit (Hey!)
Litter (Hey!)
Hold Up!
Turn up once I pull the trigger

Verse
Mr. Santiago could you stop for a pic?
I was in the middle of some Flamin Hot Chips
Baby snap it up cuz I could never be a prick
Badder than your bitch they turning heads to see the fit I aint gotta say shit for her to lick a dick
Once you hear that jazz shit your bitch cannot resist A.C.W. outfit probably cost a brick
These niggas really aint bout shit
How you doing it?

Bridge
Big (Hey!)
Bigger (Hey!)
Lit (Hey!)
Litter (Hey!)
I cant help myself I am your dealer

Chorus
Pictures on my wall thats the fam right there. (Hey!) I cant piss em off we too grande right here. (Hey!) Big (Hey!)
Bigger (Hey!)
Lit (Hey!)
Litter (Hey!)
Hold Up!
Turn up once I pull the trigger

Verse2
Going finishing on em
Where yo rod at?
I pull up on you
Dressed in all black
Young, rich, fly nigga what ya call that? Book a bad bitch yeah I wonʼt call back Drop a stack inside the mall
I want all of that
Im like give me that
Im like give me that
I got loud, I got loud
Can you hear me yeah?
I am proud, I got style
Can you hear me yeah?
Mood match my interior
Dude. Are you serious?
Niggas donʼt want to hear me yeah Niggas aint even curious

Big (Hey!)
Bigger (Hey!)
Lit (Hey!)
Litter (Hey!)
I cant help myself
I am your dealer

Chorus
Pictures on my wall thats the fam right there. (Hey!) I cant piss em off we too grande right here. (Hey!) Big (Hey!)
Bigger (Hey!)
Lit (Hey!)
Litter (Hey!)
Hold Up!
Turn up once I pull the trigger