Bity

The way I start workin' this, Draco, I think I might break my arm

Drop my ski mask, I was 13, go through the back door, fuck a alarm

We be ridin' legit, through the biddy, back then we was ridin in dem hot cars (You know dat)

Oh shit, I lost my gun, lost my .22, that shit on God

Better ask about what happened to the last **** that dissed on me, had a fishin' rod

I don't like speakin' on Wawa, I went up two, that shit on God

Me and Buzzo was in the bricks, we was trappin' shit out of Granny Garage

When I was 15, they held me with no bond in a fuckin' D-Home Pod

Got that fear of goin' back broke, I can't go back broke, that shit a joke

Free 2X, bro, got 10 years when he was out, we called him Draco

We been spinnin they shit for so long, I don't know where to go

I done retired from that street shit, ain't shit to make me go pick up a pole

I'm still on probation, I was 15, on the band for a G-Charge

Did a lot of shit I can't speak on, but my bitch know that shit on God

Really, Out here steppin' in blood, gotta make sure he see that red dot

Please don't make me pick up a pole, I don't wanna put a fuck **** back on Fox

Bitch, I really got bullseye, went to the gun range, hit a target in the eyes

I don't really like them long guns, if you a real shooter, you know that shit ain't gon' fire

That shit got too much recoil, you ain't really tryna catch a B

If you ain't never seen a walkin' demon, ****, that's Cap, that's me

You don't wanna see me off codeine, promethazine, off that lean

I'm a really gremlin demon, I'ma really catch me a B

I'ma really catch me a B, double B, we gon' spin back, put him on the T

And my bitch, she got my name tatted, been with her lil' ass since 16, ayy

Y'all, **** got me out of retirement

Don't make me pick up a pole