Caster

It's the middle of summer, why lil bro got a big ass coat

Two knocks, one fit in his pocket, other might rock a nigga like a boat Uh-huh

Duce 5 or the 30, pockety rocket, send em to the ropes oh

Angels gone pick up his soul, take one of mines then ima let it go

Bro tried to push up like this shit a war, QuickDraw got me moving more than faster

Wait, they think this shit a dream, like, stick flame shots like a caster

In they jecs, I'ma bend in between, know I'm a demon tryna bring disaster

Twin chips tryna wipe out the team, like, tryna send niggas to Saturn

Can't bluff with the grip if I'm dying to live, if we flocking, it is what it is

You my brother, then both of us dying for this, like, fuck it, one day we gon' win