Devilish Trio Burnt Up
[SAMPLE: Rocko - Intro, High as a Test Rat]
Blaze a blunt, load the gauge
[?]
[Verse 1: BAKER]
Killing with my eyes and filled of hate
What's the next for the three?
Bustas know f..cking killed
Crost the line and see what's real
Burning, burning, I'm the torment
In my head I'm slowling clicking
Turn around and see who's creeping
Just a playa on the sinner
Getting buck, don't give a f..ck
No remorse, I show no love
Just your close and feel the pain
Sucking inside in flames this cold
Just a lost soul dwelling in the night
Fuck with me rough and it's just another sacrifice
You's a hoe and it know competition's at low
Enemies they let them plea
Opposition has been defеat
Bitch, we deep
Don't one trick when you f..cking with this cliquе
Just a group full of killers dancing in
Something darker shit
[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]
Got the devil speakin' to me, tellin' me to take your life
Homicide, on my motherfuckin' mind
As I grip my nine, filled with slugs
Killers from the south side, gettin' no love
Leavin' these bites, I'm puffin' the bud
Bustin' the shotty, I wish you would
Tryna cross me, bitch
Break a shoot, I'm dumpin' a stang
Empty the [?] if you f..ckin' with the mane
Sixty under, I'm leavin' no trace
Boutta murder and then I'm creepin' [?]
[?]
On the last fool that tryna come f..ck with us
Tec with the murder rest, bitch, we banish ya
Hit the flames [?]
Put you in a shadow grave
Hollow points to ya head, body stain 'cause you dead
Leave a ghost, take my soul
Loadin' my clip, I have no soul
Finna cope, there's no hoe
[?] flodgin' ass hoes
Killers from the south, gettin' dumps
No control, out of my thoughts
[?]
[?] with the f..ckin' Glocks
Off's on me, we bringin' 6'oclock
