Mask and Gloves

[Intro]

Uh, uh

Plus I haven't had a talk with my mama about this, I ain't told nobody, just come on

Mm, uh, nah, DDawg, D, man, daddy gon' tell us no

I just know that, I ain't gotta say shit to him

Ayy, bitch, uh

When I let off, you just bang too, I'ma walk his ass down

[Chorus]

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves all I need

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves

[Post-Chorus]

I'll tell 'em after it was me, I don't want nobody to see me now

Know I'ma hit they phone up like, "Pick your partner up" when we walk him down

Niggas know how I get when I'm fiendin', I'm a demon, they just leave me 'lone

That chopper finger-fuck, bitch, she went to screamin', that's another song (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 1]

My gun jammed, I started runnin', AJ tried put that bitch up on me (Oh, oh)

We became gang, man, you knowin' just how wе live (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)

Hit the corner tryna chasе his victim, by the police, he got killed (Oh, oh)

My sister say sometimes it's frightenin', look in my eyes

She pray for me at night, she know I murdered them guys

Okay, I got one more pussy bitch just for to kill behind Lil Dave

Once it's still, this shit get sealed, then I'm gon' take it to my grave

The Last Slimeto pallbearer, on my stone, I want engraved

I paid my dues into this game, I think it's 'bout the time she pay

We gon' split this nigga now, I don't need approval, I don't wan' wait

'Fore I even changed the plate, I got a mask on top my face

[Chorus]

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves all I need

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves (Mask and gloves, mask and gloves)

[Verse 2]

I'ma make this nigga bleed, I'm talkin' soon as I catch him slippin'

And this shit been all in my dreams, I can't wait until I split him

Skully watchin' his IG, gon' let me know when we can get him

He gon' tell me where we gon' do it at, he gon' tell me how we gon' hit him

Out my clip, that be the BBs and I beg my mama to refill it

Now coke inside my jeans, 1911, this bitch hissin'

It ain't no ho inside my genes, that dope ain't right, it look like cinnamon

Pussy nigga ain't got no chemistry, they be tryna steal my literature

In the streets, I walk with many men and they plottin', they talkin' 'bout killin' me

Criss-cross applesauce, make a bitch sit down, old pussy-ass boy, you a nemesis

Bing-baow, lettin' off 'til the opp hit the ground, I'ma make me a fuck nigga feel this stick

Rappin'-ass nigga, I ain't got no lyrics, old weird-ass boy, I'm a realicist

[Chorus]

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves all I need

Mask and gloves, mask and gloves (Really retreat)

[Post-Chorus]

I'll tell 'em after it was me, I don't want nobody to see me now

Know I'ma hit they phone up like, "Pick your partner up" when we walk him down

Niggas know how I get when I'm fiendin', I'm a demon, they just leave me 'lone

That chopper finger-fuck, bitch, she went to screamin', that's another song