Westside Gunn, Meyhem Lauren, Daringer - Trigger Point Therapy lyrics

Rrrt boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo

Just Don Roshes on, looking like Billy Hoy'
Islands made of marble in the kitchen
We was bagging boy
Destroy and rebuild, we ill
Still keep a toy on paper, told my PO chill
We real both coasts, got a condo
Fiend wanted oil and fish, he got a combo
My nigga got hit with twenty
He did his time though
Nigga, don't get out of line
I got my nine on
Looking like Mike on the dream team
Sid Vicious flippin' on Mean Gene
In my cell, cellphone went ring-ring
He two cells over
Catch you and he pop the locks, Croc mess
Lame overs
Hе's soaking, greens got blood on the scene
Hе violated, came back to do another fifteen
I mean (Yo, uh huh, ah)
Came back to do another fifteen, I mean

I got the vest on with the crest on
Who put the best on?
Londell Laurenovich, son
Don't get your chest torn
Me and P Sean's in the whip, fully equipped
Sixteen shots in the clip, playin' the strip
Six pounds of gold, that's divided by two
Gold Breitling on my wrist
Y'all niggas ridin' like who?
More bread than I can count
More kicks than I can wear
More haters than ever, but fuck it
Why would I care?
We used to go to Sin City, get the casket out
It's not a funeral
My niggas took the faster route
Swervin' like we swimmin'
Silk and crushed linen
Natural wine drinkin', refined
I'm just living
It's the fact that I'm the
World traveling gold medalist
Your team holds weight, that's great
But we the heaviest
Live lawless, exemplify gorgeous
My whole team holdin' torches in Air Forces
BQE connection, we spittin' don raps
Thirty-five strippers named Bella
In my contacts treat me like an OG
But I'm younger than you think
Might've seen me with some
Money-gettin' niggas rocking mink
The gold came from Ghana
The musk came from Egypt
The coke from the Cubans got me
Floating like a sea ship
Palm heats dipping like pommes
Frites on back strips
Ski mask silhouette shirts with
Loaded MAC clips
One squeeze right to your frame
You doin' backflips
Movin' plates like they tectonic
The best chronic
Put a stack on your head like it's a bonnet
Turn the room into a blackout, lord
'Cause I'm a combo dipped in sauce
Like they serve me at Brennan & Carr
Fuck that bullshit whip
You never been in a car
Uh, obscure emblem in the
Middle of my sweatshirt
Coolin' out during a drought
Hustlin' wet work
White tees, black guns, it's the summer time
Good crack come back like the number nine
Uh, like the number nine
Good crack come back like the number nine
Lauren

Yeah, uh huh
Yo, check (Talk to these niggas)

This for my niggas re-ing up
Right now with ice ornaments (Uh, huh)
Baggin' up, back to the strip
It's price tournaments
Third eyes floating in the bulletproof box
Ain't no such things as bulletproof blocks
We turn buildings to spots
Street calculus got me never outfit less
Fuck these housing vans
I need a thousand grams (yeah)
Dedication with this medication
The work I'm pumpin' got 'em
Fightin' for a reservation (Uh, huh)
Word to my reputation, my niggas step
You pacin'
The shit you snorted got imported like
The checks I'm laced in
Versace house where I'm sleepin'
On unique bedding scrapin' cakes
Breakin' plates like a Greek wedding (Woo)
Below zero bible study hanging on my rugby
Cuban connection
Rep the block and all my niggas love me
(They love me, nigga)
Still got the corners clickin' while
We sip organic bubbly
Narcotic superheroes eating out the
Bush from Spiro's (We eatin')
Lookin' plain
I'm on a plane to gain a couple zeros
My mind racing off of crime calculation
I could make thirty off of fifty (Uh)
Two thousand times uncut, we moving swiftly
(Ha) enjoy that, dump the blueprint
It ain't a secret
It's mainly 'bout the discipline and
How your team keep it
Shit, I need a new seven (What else?)
I need a new eight (What else?)
I need a new six (Talk to 'em)
I need some new weight (yeah)
Push the seat back
Drop a G pack and then repeat that
This how we eat, black
Buck a CI right in his kneecap (Ha)
Then put the bullet where we breathe at
Let niggas see that (Ha ha ha)
Heat for your head like a Louis V ski hat
(Brr)
Uh, thank God he gave us drug dealing (yeah)