3rd Degree

[Verse 1: TR3]
You niggas is simple
Might post on the gram with a pistol
These niggas is clones not original
What you said in that caption was fictional
1, 2, 3 bullets might hit you
What LX shoot is additional
Have him drippin' out blood like a ritual
Find his body one piece that's a miracle
Got him screaming out help it's so pitiful
Take all of his drugs like the principal
Don't switch on the gang is a principle
Especially if you hang with criminals
You rap about shit that's irrelevant
I rap 'bout my life, my development
Talk shit on the snap you out there again
Don't need to respond to embarrassment

[Verse 2: LXXIV]
On my demon shit I'm cooling with the Pagans
Normal people mistake me with Satan
I been blacking out from all the fucking raging
Got the antichrist on their knees and praying
Take a picture with no fucking flash
Boy I hate the light dress in all black
Glock 9 with a beam attached
Got a ski mask finna murk your ass
TR3 triple everything he touches
Got a 90 clip he's going on a spree
That means when he's throwing shots he's killing every fucker in the 3rd degree
Pulled the plug during surgery
I'm playing God when you fucking piss me off
Toe tag for his goofy ass another pussy boy I had to wipe off
Yeah LX