BURGUNDY lyrics

[Intro: The Traumster]
Trapaholics, real trap sh*t
What
Phosphate
Ayy, b*tch

[Verse 1: The Traumster]
[?]

[Interlude: 83HADES]
83
Ayy, huh
People know who the f*ck I am (Damn straight)
Yeah, yeah, right (Turn the f*ck up)
RVR3, (Jump) yeah, yeah, (Jump) yeah, yeah, (Jump) yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, jump

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
I'm grabbin' the pump
She grabbin' my junk
I'm all in the front
This clip, I'ma dump
b*tch, you better duck
A-All [?] run up
Lil' b*tch, you get [?]
The crib or the whip, either way, it get shot up
2 or 3 thotties pull up, they gon' top us
Aim for the [?], lil' boy, put that Glock up
All of that flexin' gonna make you a target
A-All of your clothes lookin' straight outta Target
I'ma stain him, b*tch, I mark it
[?] then I make him drop it
I told my dogs "I'm addicted to robbin'"
You cannot kill me, I'm God, b*tch, stop it
c*ck in her mouth, got my sh*t throbbin'
Molly, my mouth, pop it, mosh pit
Everybody duck when I start to let that Glock spit
[?] J Trauma, I'm finna takе that boy hostage
She gon' suck di*k 'til my sh*t soften