trigger finger
Soulja Boy Lyrics


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I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout to make a fist.
Everybody die, gon' bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station adding fuel to the fire.
Life ain't shit but bitches and money.
I pass that weed, like I studied.
Bury me in fire and watch me phoenix.
Highway to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic.
You tied to the track of my train of thoughts.
And controlling my thoughts is like taming sharks.
And these hoes wanna kick it with me, I'm a sensei.
And I got fat pockets, you niggas in shape.
Tools on deck, tattoos on necks.
Life is a bitch, I'll make her yo ex.
Better turn to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' talk shit to diarrhea
Muthafucka it's on, I'm just rubbing 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
I'll have a broke muthafucka run in ya home.
For a crumb and a bone and put one in ya dome.

One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
Empty stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'

I don't like to dream about gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun sweet but the codeine nigga.
Eyes hella red like chlorine in 'em.
I was gettin' that pussy, I was gettin' that money.
Long hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too high to take a breath, too high to take a step.
Two rights don't make a wrong, three rights, make a left.
The cops on my dick, the feds on my nerves.
I walk it like I talk it, got legs on my words.
If she don't suck dick, I don't give her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, I'mma dribble that bitch.
Money is the issue, full court pressure.
I like my blunt, Nutty Professor.
I'mma straight rider with a getaway driver.
Hit you dead on the money now you dead on arrival
I don't fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too rich for new money.
These niggas buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
Like two stomachs.
I'm laced up like two shoes, miss goody.
Keep that ratchet nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', I'll scratch you nigga.
Blow yo fuckin' brains out in traffic nigga.
Got green, New Orleans, St. Patrick nigga.
One bitch in the whip, one on the phone.
The one on the phone, is in front of ya home.
She 'bout to run in ya home, and put one in ya dome.

One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
One in ya dome. One in ya dome
Empty stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'
My trigger finger itchin'

Rest in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death.
Rest in peace to the game, tell them kill they self.
Make yo death wish, 'cause I'm too fresh.
'Cause I'm fresh to death, 'cause I'm fresh to death
You go broke tryna get fresh like this.
Rest in peace to the game 'cause I killed it.
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
What you talkin' I came out a coffin.

I just can't see myself,
Living in a house of mirrors.
I bought me a double R,
'Cause I went from rags to riches.
And these niggas nag like bitches.
Actin' like little fags like Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as vision
You gotta problem I can fix it like a mathematician.
I ammunition, call me ammo for short.
Trukfit shirt, camo the shorts.
Ya girl is a freak, ya man is a narc.
Put ya son in ya arm, or put one in ya dome





One in ya dome. One in ya dome

Overall Meaning

"Trigger Finger" by Soulja Boy Ft. Lil Wayne is a hard-hitting track that features raw and aggressive lyrics about the street life. The song talks about living life on the edge, constantly being ready to defend oneself, and never taking any shit from anyone. The first verse sets the tone for the rest of the track, with Soulja Boy declaring that he's not looking back and is a douchebag to anyone who tries to mess with him. He also talks about having a hammer in his drawers (implying that he's always armed) and being able to nail anyone's girl. The chorus features Lil Wayne repeating the line "My trigger finger itchin'" which adds to the overall theme of being ready for anything.


The second verse continues the harsh and aggressive tone by saying that life is all about bitches and money. Soulja Boy also claims to be able to pass weed like he studied it, showing off his street credibility. He then talks about how people are all tied to the track of his train of thought and that controlling his thoughts is like taming sharks. He also boasts about being a sensei and having fat pockets while calling out those in shape. The verse ends with the line "How the fuck you gon' talk shit to diarrhea" which seems random but serves to show how untouchable Soulja Boy believes he is.


Line by Line Meaning

I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I don't dwell on the past.


I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
I'm arrogant towards weak people.


Hammer in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
I always have a weapon nearby in case I need it.


Blunts like fingers, I'm bout to make a fist.
I smoke a lot of blunts and I'm ready to fight.


Everybody die, gon' bury me alive.
Death is inevitable, so I might as well live like I'm dying.


Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Take control of your life and ignore the drama.


Glock clip full like the moon in the sky.
I have a lot of bullets in my gun.


I'm at the gas station adding fuel to the fire.
I'm creating chaos wherever I go.


Life ain't shit but bitches and money.
Life is all about pleasure and finances.


I pass that weed, like I studied.
I smoke cannabis like an expert.


Bury me in fire and watch me phoenix.
I will rise from the ashes if I die.


Highway to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic.
I'm living life to the fullest and enjoying the journey.


You tied to the track of my train of thoughts.
You are following my way of thinking whether you realize it or not.


And controlling my thoughts is like taming sharks.
It's difficult to control my wild and chaotic thoughts.


And these hoes wanna kick it with me, I'm a sensei.
Women want to spend time with me because I'm skilled and experienced.


And I got fat pockets, you niggas in shape.
I have a lot of money while others are struggling financially.


Tools on deck, tattoos on necks.
I carry weapons with me and have visible tattoos.


Life is a bitch, I'll make her yo ex.
Life is difficult, but I can overcome it and move on.


Better turn to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
It's better to seek spiritual guidance before I become destructive.


How the fuck you gon' talk shit to diarrhea
It's pointless to argue with me because I'm always going to come out on top.


Muthafucka it's on, I'm just rubbing 'em wrong.
I'm intentionally causing trouble and provoking others.


Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
Tell me a secret, but don't record it.


I'll have a broke muthafucka run in ya home.
I'm willing to send someone to rob you even if they have nothing to lose.


For a crumb and a bone and put one in ya dome.
They would even kill you for a small reward.


Empty stomach, full clip
I'm ready for anything even if I'm hungry.


I'm gon' get it. Gon' get it
I'm going to achieve my goals.


My trigger finger itchin'
I'm ready to react violently if necessary.


I don't like to dream about gettin' paid.
I prefer to take action and earn my money.


You ain't gon' hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
You're not a threat to me.


Ain't nun sweet but the codeine nigga.
I only enjoy drugs, not anything else.


Eyes hella red like chlorine in 'em.
My eyes are extremely bloodshot from drug use.


I was gettin' that pussy, I was gettin' that money.
I was having sex and making money at the same time.


Long hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
I'm confident and carefree like the wrestler Hacksaw Jim Duggan.


Too high to take a breath, too high to take a step.
I'm too stoned to function normally.


Two rights don't make a wrong, three rights, make a left.
Sometimes you need to take more than two steps to get to where you want to go.


The cops on my dick, the feds on my nerves.
Law enforcement is always after me.


I walk it like I talk it, got legs on my words.
I'm true to my words and follow through on my actions.


If she don't suck dick, I don't give her that dick.
If a woman doesn't meet my sexual standards, I won't engage with her sexually.


Got the world in my hands, I'mma dribble that bitch.
I have control over my life and I will succeed.


Money is the issue, full court pressure.
I'm constantly working hard to make more money.


I like my blunt, Nutty Professor.
I enjoy smoking a specific type of marijuana called Nutty Professor.


I'mma straight rider with a getaway driver.
I'm a criminal who can easily escape the scene of a crime.


Hit you dead on the money, now you dead on arrival
I will attack and kill my enemies with precision.


I don't fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
I don't make new friends because I'm too old for that.


But never too rich for new money.
I always have room for making more money.


These niggas buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
Other people are jealous of me and my success.


Like two stomachs.
They are so jealous that they have an upset stomach.


I'm laced up like two shoes, miss goody.
I'm well-dressed and confident like a fashion model.


Keep that ratchet nigga.
I always carry a weapon with me.


Trigger finger itchin', I'll scratch you nigga.
I'm ready to pull the trigger and harm my enemies.


Blow yo fuckin' brains out in traffic nigga.
I'm willing to kill anyone at any time.


Got green, New Orleans, St. Patrick nigga.
I have money and connections everywhere.


One bitch in the whip, one on the phone.
I have multiple women in my life right now.


The one on the phone, is in front of ya home.
One of my women is ready to attack you at your house.


She 'bout to run in ya home, and put one in ya dome.
My woman will attack and kill you if necessary.


Rest in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death.
I'm better than everyone else in the game and they can't compete with me.


Tell them kill they self.
I want my competitors to fail and give up.


Make yo death wish, 'cause I'm too fresh.
You should be scared of me because I'm too good at what I do.


'Cause I'm fresh to death, 'cause I'm fresh to death
I have a lot of style and confidence.


You go broke tryna get fresh like this.
It's expensive to be as stylish as me.


Rest in peace to the game 'cause I killed it.
I ended the competition because I'm too good.


What you talkin' I came out a coffin.
I'm unstoppable and came back from the dead.


I just can't see myself, living in a house of mirrors.
I can't be fooled by illusions or trickery.


I bought me a double R, 'Cause I went from rags to riches.
I upgraded my lifestyle because of my success.


And these niggas nag like bitches.
My competitors are annoying and weak like women.


Actin' like little fags like Richard.
They are acting like a weak and feminine person named Richard.


And all of my bitches be bad as vision.
All of my women are attractive and sexy.


You gotta problem I can fix it like a mathematician.
I can solve any problem like a mathematician solves a math problem.


I ammunition, call me ammo for short.
I'm a weapon and can be called Ammo.


Trukfit shirt, camo the shorts.
I'm wearing fashionable clothing.


Ya girl is a freak, ya man is a narc.
Your girlfriend is sexually adventurous and your boyfriend is a snitch.


Put ya son in ya arm, or put one in ya dome.
I'm willing to harm or kill your family members.




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, BLINKY BLINK MUSIC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JERMAINE ANTHONY PREYAN, BRYAN WILLIAMS, DWAYNE CARTER, MICHAEL FOSTER, JORDAN HOUSTON, DEANDRE WAY

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@FriendlyBlackFellow

"Motha fucka it's on

I'm just rubbin' em wrong

Put a bug in my ear

But not in my phone

I'll have a broke motha
fucka run in ya home

For a crumb and a bone

And put one in ya dome."

πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Love how he delivered those lines.



All comments from YouTube:

@gexx5675

Nobody:
Soulja boy: I’m fresh to death

@ralphblaine7153

Thanos type

@beatsbywessel2888

he's fresh to death

@DavidHernandez-ug3mj

Whatchu Talkin' I came OUTTA COFFINS' YOU COULD GO BROKE TRYING TOO GET FRESHH LIKE THISS BUT ""IMM FRESSSHH TO DEATHHH,,I'M FRESSHH TA DEATH"" R.I.P TOO THA GAMEE CUZ I KILT IT CUZ I'M FRESSHHH TA DEATH LMFAOO 🀣🀣🀣πŸ’ͺ🏾πŸ’ͺ🏾πŸ’ͺ🏾 ""(ONN GANG MA NIGGUHH)""

@pradabears

rest in peace to the game

@thehonorableholyalmightywe1953

YOU TALKING I CAME OUT A COFFIN… YUH πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@ianian4162

Wow, he really did it. He sampled "Leonardo's inventions" from Assassins Creed 2.

@mastamenace9401

LMAO Soulja said "yea" like he about to actually say some shit now then his verse ends

@carissakaisen5264

Exactly. I was like when i first listened. He's about to drop it.. ooh.. oh. Oohhh.. oh? Oh..... o..yeaaa...

@jakesauced1786

Worse verse ever

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