DOTS FREESTYLE REMIX - JPEGMAFIA, Buzzy Lee, Abdu Ali

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I stuff a Glock in my bitch pocket (Hey)

Bitch stop it, skinny nigga, big poppin' (Hey)

You put the pedal to metal we go Nicki Minaj (Huh)

One deep, baby, you can’t top it (Brrat)

5'9″, with the stick, I look like Big Papi

I keep a shotty, bottom bitches not harm me

How could I not be?

Everything you copy, huh

I killed rock, now I’m sending bullets at you zombies

You never haunt me (Hah), niggas tried to Vietnam me (Yeah)

But I’ve been playing with pistols since you watching Toonami (Yeah)

I’m not a rapper, I’m white trash in a mocha body

Ain’t no career, I’m just hoping Madonna adopts me (Facts)

I get it popping, fuck rock, bump pop (Brrat)

I put the stock in, I’m scheming, I’m not plottin' (Heh)

These niggas steppin' to me, end up Gianni Versace’d, nigga

Say, say

Do a feature for what

Bro, I been dyin' to kick it

I’m too big for my britches, I’m too rich for these bitches

Rich in spirit, not in wealth, nigga, don’t get it confused, you feel me

Again, do a feature for what (Like, for what, for what)

And you know that I’m afraid of everything

Written like a girl who stuck her heart away

And you know that I’m afraid of everything

Baby, love me close, tonight

Keep goin', baby

Make me cry, nigga

Like, make me fuckin' cry

Make me fuckin' cry

We talkin' about this story, I’m 'bout to fuckin' cry

We talkin' about this story, I’m 'bout to fuckin' cry